And no one is telling me anything. It’s weird, guys. I get mad, and I black out? I get stressed and I black out? Then the next thing I know? I walk up and everyone around me is five miles away with terrified faces?
Fuck, Alan had a bruise on his neck? I checked them and the marks fit my hands….
I’ve had the hardest time figuring out why no one is telling you what you need to know. In your old universe, Christina died during childbirth, and the baby did not make it. You went on a killing rampage, gassing an entire hospital building while lighting many people’s houses on fire. You killed a little girl’s family.
You then proceeded to murder in cold blood one person, and then the Father took care of the rest.
Plot erased your memories at the request of your wife, and now it’s coming to bite them in the ass. It would appear you’re suffering from some form of DID. Good luck.
About time somebody grew balls and spat out the truth. Why the hell was everyone walking around and ignoring the elephant in the fuckin’ room?! Does nobody remember the fact that gee-oh-I don’t he-HE KILLED A LOT OF PEOPLE! I would think that he deserves to know that.
You guys are selfish. Wanting to ignore the problem just you can live a semi-normal life while he sits there freaking out over black outs. Geezh…
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