a toadstool for your time

The distant sound of a woof echoed in her head over and over, gaining in volume and her eyes widened with fear and anxiety. She couldn't right her head long enough to look around her with any clarity. The whites of her eyes were red and all around her eyes swollen and practically glowing with inflammation. Her tongue and gums were pale and her chin soaked in yellow bile. She emitted endless sets of nervous whimpers and whines.

Loud footsteps alerted her to the one who made the noise - she managed to get a glimpse of brown and white nearby. Can you follow me, miss? She turned her head towards the source. "I.. Hhh- She tried to speak but coughed up sticky trails of bile instead. After she coughed and sputtered for a few minutes, she tried again. "Morels… I don't.. I don't know," She tried to respond but she couldn't summon the right words.