There once was a man like no other his name was Henry. Half good and half evil he lived in confusion always questioning his fate. Programed to forget details he had no idea the war over his soul was going to erupt.

He lived in a world of people he had seen before but not here somewhere else. He didn't know where though. Was a dream or nightmare, the thought seem to flip either direction at any given moment.

His dreams of angels and night and demons during the day always alarmed his soul. The poor man even seen the aliens on t.v. running the world. No one could believe such thought could be so real. Technology and the economy that runs the world have a different story to tell.

Poor Henry's fate is sealed in time. He knew the aliens were coming for him. There was nothing he could say or do nor place he could run and hide that would protect him. His thoughts living in worry and comfort of the future. Destiny called him and the answer was to be reveled in time.