Snafu was sitting on his bunk, staring at his eyes through a piece of broken mirror. He was becoming delusional. Whether that be from the lack of water in his system or the heat of the sun, he didn't know, but the Marine thought he had Jaundice. He looked over at one of the men in his mortar squad and spoke in his Cajun accent. "Are my eyes yelluh?" He asked, not looking away from the mirror.