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"Knowing you, Vince, I know you'll nod and say you'll check it out, but I would really like you to consider going to a meeting. They do help, doing this alone is not impossible but it's hard. Please think about it."
"I'll check it out."
Vince chuckled, he couldn't help himself. Dr. Larkin knew him quite well, well enough to know that humor was a coping mechanism to him. Maybe he'd go to one, he owed him that much at least.
"You know, I never thought this would last as long as it did," said Vince.
"I'm pretty good at my job, thank you very much. I'm glad you stuck with it, Vince. Talking about jobs, how is it going at work?" said Dr. Larkin.
"I haven't relapsed in three months. So, pretty well, I guess."
"You are still not comfortable going into the specifics."
"It's not a matter of comfort, doc. I'm not allowed to go into the specifics," Vince raised his hand, as Dr. Larkin was about to interject, "doctor-patient confidentiality, I know, I know. I've told you before it's not that simple."
"Think about it, is all I ask," Dr. Larkin looked at his watch, "see you next week?"
"Can I ask you something? It's a hypothetical of sorts."
"Go ahead."
"You've seen Men In Black right?" asked Vince.
Dr. Larkin nodded, leaning forward, not knowing what to expect.
"Right, you know that flashlight thing that erases your memory? Well, imagine for a second if that existed, yeah? Perfectly safe, no side effects, you just wouldn't remember a certain conversation or a certain event, totally selective memory deletion. Would you consider that an effective therapeutic tool? Or a therapeutic tool at all?"
"I, uh, I would… not. You may erase memories in this hypothetical scenario of yours, yes, but what of all the feelings associated with them. It seems to me like you would be left with those plus a great deal of confusion. Is that your way of telling me you wish to forget certain memories?"
"Never mind, I'm not sure I'll be able to see you next week by the way."
"Don't cancel on me again."
"Out of my control, doc."
Vince Allbright could not remember much about the time he'd spent in The Foundation, before he'd be recruited by the GOC. That was one of the things he missed the most, the high quality amnestics. Dr. Larkin was right, there were a lot of blank spots, and a lot of emotions to go with them. Still, he was grateful, his mind had no material with which to construct nightmares, at least from his time in The Foundation.
The thing he missed was what SCP's second letter stood for, the GOC had no such tenets in its Fivefold Mission, quite the opposite in fact.
