I screamed, not quacked, screamed, as he walked up to me, which was odd, because I quacked when I was in fear.
As he came up to me I hid my face from him, thinking he was about to hurt me, but he stood there a few minutes examining my duck features.
He then said to me "Is that a costume or what? I can't tell if its real or not, because, well, its literally impossible for someone to be a duck.#
I looked at him and quacked, not saying anything, and he waited for an answer.
We talked a bit until we heard some kind of yell from under us, confused I put my ear to the floor, trying to figure out what it was.
Suddenly, a hatch opened, it was right next to me and was literally unnoticeable.
Scratching my head, I looked at what came out, it looked like a person, but he was covered in dust.