It was ridiculous, of course. I'm not a murderer, I'd never even think of committing crimes so reprehensible. But it was enough to make me doubt myself, make me think that maybe I was going crazy, that I didn't have control over my own actions and didn't remember --

[He pauses, frowning. An exhale that's nearly a sigh.]

Anyway, I offered to turn myself in just in case. They kept me locked up for awhile before evidence cropped up that convinced them to let me out, and they allowed me to work with them again. But the suspicion was still there.

Well I arrived here soon after that. I hadn't doubted myself again after that incident, and honestly, I felt foolish for doing so in the first place. But -- I guess you could say I've had that confidence shaken again recently.