The Person Who Stole His Memories

"There was one... The one that did this to you." Said the spirit 

John slowly turned his head towards the spirit before he quietly muttered the words 

"What...?" 

"I just remembered. The guy forced his way, right in." 

[What is this guy talking about?] 

"Is that even possible...? You're joking, right?" John asked 

[For another person to enter my mind freely... That's...] 

John felt a shiver go down his spine as he placed his hand on his head. The feeling of having another person force their way into his mind, it was unexpectedly disturbing. 

"It is, how do you think I got here? Tsk, if only I could get out..." 

John nodded as he said 

"If only you could, but... Wait, are you telling me, the guy who erased my memories, came into my mind? What did he do that for? To erase them?" John asked 

[What else would it be...? Damn, did I lose some brain cells because of it?]