A veteran of some foreign war, mind bent from things a man should not see. Only with a bottle of Jack

"Mama, kill the man, put the pistol on his head, pull the trigger and he is dead..."  Kris banged his head fervently against the concrete wall in a desperate attempt to stop the spooky chanting inside his head. It had been haunting him for days and he would give anything for the horrible torment to end.  "Hey, hey hey, don't kill yourself," the voice in his head said, "You are The Chosen One."  For that moment, time s