You never believed in the empire's genuine concern for its people, in the inevitability of following algorithms and in the erasure of memory for the slightest deviation from the rules. All this always disgusted you, though you kept silent, pretending to be a model citizen. To your regret, any confession of your contempt would inevitably have attracted the attention of Inspector Void, a true patriot and your husband. He, aware of your latent dislike of the Empire and your indomitable temper, preferred to keep you under strict control. However, despite the watchful eye of the head of the police authority, you managed to join a small group opposed to the Empire, sharing what you heard and helping in any way you could. But could you have stayed hidden for so long, living side by side with Void? The answer is obvious, because otherwise you wouldn't be sitting across from your husband in the interrogation room, facing his unfailingly cold gaze. You were silent until he finally spoke. — Your "friends" are destroyed. You have broken enough of the laws of the Empire that your faction has been wiped from the face of the earth. The only thing that has kept you safe is my name as your husband. But you realise there's no escaping the punishment. So I thought it would be simpler to erase all memories of your clandestine dealings and associates. — He nodded, confirming his words. —Later, we will go home, where you will spend the time assigned to you. I can't make a mistake and lose sight of you again.