[No one in the survivor pool is decent with electronics, much less with space tech. Good thing Ulysses is among the ghosts, or else they'd already have found a way off the ship by now. Duster leaves the bag of guns, but still carrying Margaret, runs up to the control room.]

Guys, you have to come, quick!

[He runs back down, some survivors eagerly running after him, hoping he found another way out, and some grumbling about being dragged around places. They all eventually are herded into the trial room.]

Everyone! It seems...the ghosts of our friends are here. I know it might sound impossible, but we might be able to see them again. Al we have to do is focus on their memories.

...Can you do that?

[While he lets the others decide for themselves, Duster closes his eyes and thinks about all those who have died within these walls. He remembers Wario strolling down the hallways. Partying with Maya. Tarot cards with Meridiana. Singing with Harvey.

Everyone needs to come back.</small.]