Memory Therapy, Part Iv

...“I suppose that this just makes you like everyone else on this earth, light and shadow both in your soul, your choice as to which you deserve. “Some might say that the man you were is really your ‘authentic self,’ but then again that man you were put countless people through sheer hell. “I know what choice I would prefer, but that is a choice I can’t make… Just know, if you choose your old ways, you’ll soon be a guest of the state.” He said nothing more after that, just left Jack the scattered folder. Jack sat there quite incredulous, his mind racing in a great blur. His memories were not his own? His life belonged to another? He saw his past in the pictures, but it felt like something other… Was this what he was meant to be? A scumbag who had left lives wrecked? Was this now nightmare, or quite real? He did not know what to do next…