Reaper of lost species.

- Are you the kakapo?
- Am i the…. Well I am a kakapo… 
- So it is you. 

The bigger bird towered over him. Its round eyes piercing trough him. It was as if the wind had gotten colder. 

- Excuse me but… what is this all about? Who are you? 
- … I am the dodo. And I am here to tell you that you are the last on this Island. 
- What do you mean last on this island? 
- The last kakapo. The last kakapo on this island.
- The… the last…
- You are not the last of your species. But it is close. 
- What… why are you telling me this? 
- Because that is my job. 
- What am I supposed to do with this information?!?
- Nothing. There is nothing you can do.
- Then why…
- My job.

The dodo vanished into thin air right before his eyes. 
Ok then… this would be one of those days.