Talk:Filthy Pig/@comment-35711173-20180905053333/@comment-5733573-20180906003510

"Marietta had seen this very animal every day since he'd been born, but today, for the first time, it seemed to be less animal and more man. The very human twinkle in its eye unsettled her. Its lips appeared to grin. Even its snout seemed to have morphed into the shape of a prominent nose. All of these features worked together to leave her with one chilling impression.

''"Dale?" The word came up barely above a whisper."''

Turns out, there's quite a long literary tradition of the dead coming back as animals.