It was a new variant of bird flu. People were getting it all over the world. Carol had avoided it for weeks by staying home but eventually ran out of groceries and had to brave the deserted streets to get more. Her exact exposure isn't known but it may have been the lone sick punk with the knife that she outran. The usual flu symptoms lasted for 24 hours and then a hard bump grew at her hairline. This soon grew into a huge bony casque on the top of her head that pushed her scalp and hair to the side. She panicked. The doctor, of course, wasn't seeing anyone except online. She told Carol that she'd arrange for an anti-viral medication. The pharmacy dropped it off the next day. By then, Carol noticed bluish feathers erupting from just below her breasts to her waist. Even with the anti-viral, the feathers continued to spread. Her abdomen, buttocks and thighs soon had their own black fluffy feathers. As her butt began to expand, her legs began to change shape. Four days later, she was some kind of ostrich-like bird from her waist on down. Her legs, now scaled, were bird-like and stocky. She even had an extra set of limbs at her sides. These proved to be stumpy wings that she couldn't move at first. The disease eventually ran its course leaving Carol half bird with a huge dangerous looking claw on one toe. She used the near empty streets to advantage to practice with the claw. If that punk ever showed is ugly face again, she'd show him what a real knife could do.
Woman: Wallaby 1215
Bird: BV Foto