Dillon is Charlie’s pet duck, well, not pet, Dillon is, was, his companion. Dillon died a really fucking long time ago but the thing about Charlie is that he can’t let anything go. Once he has something that is his, it’s not going anywhere, even in death. So, Eli had Dillon taxidermied, taxidermed? Is that a word? Oh, fuck, I don’t know! But he had him stuffed and shit so he was preserved and then Eli made wooden training wheels for him, sort of like a little cart, so Charl can drag him around his torture dungeon without having to touch his pretty white feathers with bloodied hands.
I love Charlie. Broken, terrifying, violent Charlie.
