The Nexus of Dexter Chapter 37

This Fcuking life turns out to be just a game.

In the prison car, the moment 208 saw the baby-faced young man, he understood everything.

Thus, the biggest turning point and thinking in his life began in that little prison car.

It turns out that these eighteen years of life are just a memory that has no clue.

So, are the parents in my memory a cheap storyboard, or are they the same virtual characters as myself?