If only this war had not broken out! I would be so rich by now. Things were really taking off at my practice back home. I'm a doctor, not a psychiatrist! How am I supposed to help all these crazy soldiers?! This war does weird things to people. I've seen the effects of the war in all my patients here. They all want to live, but when they get a close scare with death, sometimes their desire to live takes weird forms... Hungry Joe, for instance, keeps having nightmares until he is given a mission assignment. Others fly fearlessly on their missions, denying the very real possibility of death. But what do I care about their problems. I have problems of my own! I should be back in the states making fifty thousand a year!