Storm Trooper: …and then it happened! Just like that!



Therapist: Very interesting. Tell me, how does all of this make you feel?

Storm Trooper: Pathetic! I was assigned a simple duty, and I couldn't even do it!

Therapist: You mentioned something about being "controlled" during the incident. Can you explain that again?

Storm Trooper: It felt like I was being taken over by a supernatural force. I wanted to stop, but I couldn't!

The therapist writes something down in his notebook.

Therapist: And in what ways is this affecting you?

Storm Trooper: I can't get any sleep at night anymore. Every time I close my eyes, all I see is that terrible old man!

The therapist writes some more.

Therapist: Anything else?

Storm Trooper:
I can't even take suggestions or recommendations from people anymore without thinking they're trying to take control of my mind!

The therapist makes some final notes.

Therapist: Hm. It seems like it is your involuntary guilt that it is tearing up your conscience. Your situation does deal with some fairly heavy mental instability.

The storm trooper puts on a face of futility, but it is hidden by his emotionless helmet.

Therapist: Luckily, we can cure this with some psychoanalysis and CBT sessions.

Storm Trooper: Yes!

Therapist: Now, the first step of the treatment is to admit to your problem. Why don't you go ahead and do so?

There is a short and dramatic silence.

Storm Trooper: Those were the droids I was looking for.