There's No Sympathy for the Dead by multiverse-and-void, literature
Literature
There's No Sympathy for the Dead
He wonders, had the thing not looked like Duck, would he even care? He is pretty sure he wouldnt. As it is, he can only see his boy, and it all muddles sometimes;
(when he thinks when he dreams - when he even sleeps, that is - had he shot him? had he had Lee do it? did he leave his boy there to turn into another of those things? he hadnt, had he?)
He should, maybe, care about who this one had been, but. But.
He didnt.
It was just another thing, not a person; and he couldnt really care about who it couldve been, who it was.
He he didnt have nearly enough sympathy for the living now, as it was.