Patient 8345, a serial killer, opened up:

"This is confidential, right, Doc?"

"Of course, I'm bound by law to protect your privacy."

"Well, uh, when I was 20, I killed my first. A rival. I recall every detail thanks to The Chip."

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"How'd you feel?"

"A euphoria beyond description."

"Alright, our time's up. We'll talk more next week."

Ring, ring:

"Yes, it's me, again. I need a complete memory wipe and substitution for Patient 8345 starting at age 20."

"Reason?"

"Put down an incurable affliction—an addiction to primal instincts."

"Very well, your patient will restart their new life tomorrow."