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A young man walked into the nexus looking rather distracted. He paused glancing up and groaned. "Oh so it's happening again" he sighed. Apparently walking from one room to find himself in one which was not the one he intended to be in wasn't too worrying.
He sighed before holding up a badge, having put the coffee mug he'd been carrying by his foot "Gray Jackson Torchwood Four" he introduced. "I wasn't meant to be here. But as I am-" he noticed the sign and decided that perhaps he may as well make the most of the situation. "-When you start to doubt who you are. Everything about yourself. How does one go about working out the truth? I mean if someone has gone out of their way to alter your memory surely theres going to be a reason for it. How can you tell that the truth will be better? Faith in some greater good? Assumption that someone who'd rape your mind is a 'bad guy'? Or should you leave well alone? I'm relatively happy as I am, and the memory flashes I've been getting are worrying. So should I leave it. Or should I press on to find out who I truely am?"
He paused realising that he'd rambled some what. He blushed and rubbed the scar on his neck. "Sorry for perhaps over sharing but I can't ask my collegues, I believe they may be 'in on it'. And Torchwood three also......"
He sighed before holding up a badge, having put the coffee mug he'd been carrying by his foot "Gray Jackson Torchwood Four" he introduced. "I wasn't meant to be here. But as I am-" he noticed the sign and decided that perhaps he may as well make the most of the situation. "-When you start to doubt who you are. Everything about yourself. How does one go about working out the truth? I mean if someone has gone out of their way to alter your memory surely theres going to be a reason for it. How can you tell that the truth will be better? Faith in some greater good? Assumption that someone who'd rape your mind is a 'bad guy'? Or should you leave well alone? I'm relatively happy as I am, and the memory flashes I've been getting are worrying. So should I leave it. Or should I press on to find out who I truely am?"
He paused realising that he'd rambled some what. He blushed and rubbed the scar on his neck. "Sorry for perhaps over sharing but I can't ask my collegues, I believe they may be 'in on it'. And Torchwood three also......"