Chris walked out from the staff area of the zoo before heading toward his work area. It was sadly on the far end of the zoo, so he had to walk across most of the zoo. The zoo was still closed, and the morning crew had arrived to get the park ready for the visitors. Still, something felt off to him.
The hair on the back of his neck as if he was being watched by some predator. He stopped and looked around eyeing the far bushes which surrounded the tiger pens in the Asia section of the zoo. Still he paused and for a moment he thought he saw a pair of eyes in the bushes but he shook his head and when he looked back the eyes were gone.
“I need to stop watching those fake furry virus videos.” stated Chris as he took a long pull from his coffee cup and kept walking.
He had to pass under a small tunnel which passed under a highway toward an expanded area of the zoo. When he reached the other side he noticed a maintenance vehicle parked beside a small food court at the entrance to the African area of the zoo. The vehicle’s door was open but yet no worker was in sight. It was as if the worker had disappeared from the face of the earth.
“Creepy.” noted Chris as he moved toward the Avian (Bird) house.
He walked past the outside flamingo exhibit only to pause, all of the zoos flamingos where nowhere to be seen. It wasn’t cold last night enough to have them go inside for the night and their flying feathers had been clipped so they couldn’t fly away. Even then the thin mess would have stopped them from flying out or anything from flying in.
Yet another strange event as he paused and looked at the pen before heading inside. He walked in and walked into the semi-darkened hall. It was full of some fossils about the evolution of different birds.
He reached the second door and pushed through pushing pass some chains which prevented any birds from escaping. The whole bird house was designed to make sure no birds could accidentally escape which meant a thin screen of chains by each door leading to different parts of the house.
The main hall was semi dark which was strange, there should have been a couple of people in before you. The doors leading to the different wings pun intended were also darkened which was odd.
Still coffee in hand Chris moved toward the door marked staff.
Suddenly when he was in the middle of the main hall multiple figures came out of the doors, they were human in shape but not human in form. Some looked more human than others, with human-like faces upper bodies but arms made of wings or even wings coming out of their backs. Others had bird-like faces their bodies covered with feathers, talons clicked on the marble floor as more appeared somehow flying on wings that couldn’t have possibly held creatures of their size. Some had the feather pattern he recognized as belonging to birds within this very building.
“What the….” said Chris stunned as he looked at the creatures…the half human half animal creatures…the furry creatures
“Get him.” Said one of them as they moved toward him.