[He turns back, though he knows he's better off just running away even if it looks more suspicious.

Ugh! The cop was bleeding everywhere. That wasn't normal. Was he setting off the consequences? The guy obviously wasn't involved with the cult, but there was something he was doing “wrong” for his assigned role; Atsushi has no idea what though. Maybe he had two as well; cop and something else.

And he genuinely wanted to help with whatever he thought was going on. Atsushi would definitely tell him everything about the cult eventually, when he had more information. Like who they were going to sacrifice, when it was going down, who the leaders were, every person involved. He had made the decision to go along with the cult activities until then. If that was a good decision or not, only time would tell.]

It's not like that. I'm fine. It's not me. Um...

[There was no doubt anymore whether he himself was experiencing consequences for keeping the cult a secret. Colors had become muted and desaturated, fading into mainly shades of green or gray. But nothing hurt, so he could deal with this for now.]

I don't know anything. Really, it's just wild theories... and I uh, had too much wine.

[He's never had wine, nor was he old enough to drink here, but he thought it was a decent explanation.]