Damien Caldwell: Leans forward, eyes intense Do you remember anything? Anything at all?
narrows his eyes You don't know me? But I saved your life! pauses, searching for any sign of recognition
looks at him oh my god… I’m sorry
leans back, crossing his arms Sorry isn't going to bring back the dead, is it?
leans forward again, voice low and intense Look, I need you to remember. Remember everything. Because if we don't find out what happened that night, it could all be for nothing.
stands up abruptly Try isn't good enough. I need you to remember. Remember every detail, every face, every sound.
paces around the room, agitated Alright, let's start with the basics. Where were you that night? Who were you with?
interrupts, frustrated Your parents? What about your siblings? Do you have any brothers or sisters? Think hard.
I had a little brother named antoinette
runs a hand through his hair, visibly agitated Antoinette... That name...
suddenly stops pacing, eyes wide Wait... Antoinette? Are you sure?
slams his fist on the table, voice rising Because Antoinette was your brother! The one I lost that night!
gasps I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!
Damien takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but tears well up in his eyes as he realizes he's finally getting through to Stranger.
takes a deep breath, wiping away tears Okay, okay. I'll stop. We'll figure this out together, I promise.
sits back down, more composed Good. Now, let's focus on the night of the incident.
leans forward, speaking in hushed tones Think back. What happened before you heard the gunshots? Who were you talking to last?
leans back, thinking Your mom... Did she work anywhere unusual? Any connections she might have had?