[Duster looks down. Focus, don't think about the karaoke room. Don't think about mourning his death the entire weekend. Forget that fatherly person, you don't need him.]

You were trying to copy the first two games, right? You found some sort of notebook, written by J. [He feels like the full name is somewhere in the evidence. He'll need to think it over more.] But...the Shade got hold of you. That's why you had those medicine bottles. I did the same thing too, when I ate those gummy bears. That's how I was able to make it through the week.

...You were fighting it, weren't you? Or were you just hiding it long enough for us to trust you?