As he pokes around in his memory, the room around him begins to shake. Lights flash. He sees himself strapped down inside some kind of laboratory chamber. The images are grainy with more quick-cuts than a McG action scene. Hands hold him down as he struggles in the chamber. Someone forces a tube down his throat. A huge syringe plunges into the side of his neck. A woman's face peers down at him from the darkness. She is blond, pale-skinned with worried eyes. She is Chloe Sullivan. "Put him back under," she says. A lid slides shut over the chamber, sealing him in like a coffin. Back in the Kent kitchen, Lois is holding his face in her hands, trying to bring him back to the real world. He blink-blinks a few times. "I was having some sort of flashback," he says. "Someone was experimenting on me." "Who was it?" she asks. He allows for an appropriately dramatic pause before answering: "Chloe." Somebody save him! At least get him a bandage for that finger!

LuthorCorp. Oliver stands outside his office, wearing khakis and a tee like Clark. He stares for a long time at a sign that's been plastered over the door, warning trespassers away from a "VRA investigation site." Oliver decides that he's not going to let a little piece of paper stand between him and his office and tears it down. Also, how sad is it that this is the first place he goes when given freedom? He has no home! He doesn't even have his silly jet anymore. With shaky hands, he pours himself a tumbler of scotch and drinks it down in one gulp. Ah, burns so good. He spies his cell nearby and picks it up. A cozy bedroom picture of Chloe greets him. He flashes back to his time in captivity. As in Clark's memory, he's strapped into a cylindrical chamber, wires affixed to his head. He sees Chloe injecting him with a syringe and then shoving a long plastic tube into his nose. Back in his office, he brings both fists down on a glass table, shattering it. Why does anyone buy glass tables on this show? They exist only to be broken into itty bitty dangerous shards. He staggers into a corner and slumps to the floor. Maybe he's upset because the VRA took away his giant vase of lemons and limes.