"You know where the MREs are. You're a big boy," he muttered, his arms flopping to the side. Goddamn, his chest hurt. He hadn't felt like this since the week of his arrival in Nesreca. The goofy ghost-images then hadn't fazed him; this was very different. It was in his head, a place volatile enough that it would hurt whatever came near it... including him.

"You know, I killed somebody for calling me crazy. I'm starting to wonder if he wasn't right."