Pernille Vilhelmsen Creative Writing 05.02.15

Absurd, Identity Crisis

Duck

Oh my God, a duck. A cute little duck, I love ducks. Quack, quack. Come here you sweet little thing, I want to hug you. No, no! Go away you monster. Don't you dare come near me. I will hurt you, you giant ugly monster-duck, the ruthless Duck-King, Devourer of All. I won´t let you eat me, I know that you want to. Stay away, I´m warning you, you, you... Aww, what a cute little harmless thing. Let me love you, yes I do. No, don't, it´s dangerous. Don't be ridiculous, it is harmless, aren't you, duck? Like Donald Duck, oh I love him. He was always our favourite, no he wasn't you moron, we love Goofy the most, you know that. No we love Donald, no Goofy, No Donald, No! Goo... OH SHUT UP! We love Donald, end of story. You, go away. NOW. No dear duck, not you. You come here, I have some bread for you. There you go. I´m telling you, it is dangerous, what if it bites you and rips off your arm, or it has the bird flu and kills you, or maybe it is rabid. Don't be stupid, ducks don't have rabies. You don't have rabies, do you duck? No, you are completely harmless yes you ar..., wait, what are you doing? No, stay back, get away from me! Oh crap, you were right... RUN!

From the other side of the lake, the BAU team witnessed as a terrified young woman, their UnSub in a series of fires that had claimed the lives of 4 people, ran as fast as she could, in order to get away from an angry duck.

The End