Chapter 4 by wicker

Does the farmer come to check on his "scarecrow"? Or do other things happen?

Flocking

Diane struggled to no avail. Bugs would crawl across her feet, and she was always grossed out by bugs. She did not know how much time went by before a man showed up. He wore overalls with no shirt on underneath, a dirty ball cap and well-worn boots. He carried a small cloth sack. "So, how are you?"

"Fuuuu mmuuuh!"

"Sorry, can't understand." I just came to feed the birds. He reached into the sack and pulled out a large handful of cracked corn and sunflower seeds. He scattered the seeds on the ground around Diana and dumped a bunch over her head. "I'll be back later. I have to check on your friend in the pig sty and your other friend in the chicken coop."

"Nnnnuuuuhh!"

Several minutes later, Diane hear loud caws and looked up to see crows flying above her. The crows landed near and crept towards her until they got close enough to peck at the seed. One flying over her crapped on her shoulder. Another landed on her head and pecked at it to get the seed in her hair until she shook her head, and it flew off. Another flying over her crapped on her right breast, and another did so on her head while another pecked her big toe.

"Oooooohhwww!"