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The wave of protests on May 12, 1998,

marked the Reform era, which ended in tragedy.

This event left a historical burden involving human rights violations.

Including disappearances, robbery, looting,

rape, and murder, which remain unresolved.

Mr. Ustadz Rohim.

Please make sure this important news is posted

according to Ustadz Ridwan's instruction.

- Yes, Ustadz. - Thank you.

- Peace be upon you. - Peace be upon you too.

We inform all our listeners.

Currently, this city remains a red zone.

Another mysterious mass killing has occurred.

My goodness.

It's like a war.

There's still no clarity on who the perpetrators are.

Let's not focus too much on news like that.

Aren't you worried, Ustadz?

The victims are religious figures like asatidz, kyais, and santri.

IS THE VICTIM A WITCH DOCTOR?

Annisa…

Annisa…

My goodness…

What happened?

What's the next verse?

"Allah, the Almighty, has spoken the truth."

That's it?

Best stop than be wrong.

Why did you ask me?

Ask Nurul.

Annisa.

What did you see last night?

I saw a demon!

Sorry.

A demon?

Peace be upon you, Nurul.

Sorry, I meant Annisa.

- Be polite. - Peace be upon you too.

- I was just saying hi. - Say hi politely.

If you like her, talk to her!

Peace be upon you.

Peace to you too.

I never saw Ustadz Bagas posting news before.

Usually, it's Ustadz Rahim.

Wow, Indonesia is really something.

Jerk.

Peace be upon you, Ustadz Ridwan.

Peace be upon you too.

Kill them wherever you come upon them

and drive them out of the places

from which they have driven you out

For persecution is far worse than killing

And do not fight them at the Sacred Mosque

unless they attack you there

If they do so, then fight them

That is the reward of the disbelievers

Peace be upon you.

All students are to return to their dormitories.

Classes are cancelled today.

Peace and blessings be upon you.

According to Ustadz Bagas' instruction,

you may resume your duties in your respective dorms.

That's all for today.

May Allah guide and grant us success. Peace be upon you.

Mercy and blessings of Allah.

Peace be upon you too.

Is it your first day of period?

Walk you to the nurse?

I'm fine. I can go alone.

Okay.

Ali.

- What? - Come here.

What's going on?

What if they shut down this place?

Stop making stuff up.

I'm not sure about that decision.

We need to act, Ustadz.

Yes, but let's wait until the Kyai returns.

We don't know when that will be.

Enough, Ustadz Bagas, Ustadz Ridwan.

Please, don't argue in a situation like this.

If anything else happens, you will be the first one to blame.

Please be patient.

Excuse me.

Peace be upon you.

Yes. Peace be upon you too.

What is it, Annisa?

Just girl stuff. The usual.

Crazy kid.

Earlier when I accidentally bumped into you…

I heard you say something.

You saw a demon?

Yeah, I did.

- Creepy. - Peace be upon you.

Peace be upon you too, Ustadz.

Satrio, what are you doing here?

Sorry, Ustadz. I was just talking to Annisa.

Did you just smoke?

No, Ustadz.

Really, no.

Right, Ali?

No, Ustadz.

You're not lying?

Hang on.

What's this?

It's for…

For what?

For lighting mosquito coils, Ustadz.

Ali, Satrio.

Do not cast yourself into destruction.

"Do not cast yourself into destruction."

Into what?

- Destruction. - Right.

Understood?

Understood, Ustadz.

Once you start working, you can do whatever you want.

- Yes, Ustadz. - All right, go back to your dorms now.

Yes, Ustadz.

Sir, I'd like to ask.

I haven't seen Ustadz Rohim and Ustadz Yanuar all day.

Excuse me, Ustadz.

Don't give him reason.

Annisa?

Are you okay?

I'm okay, Ustadz.

Thank Allah.

All right then, peace be upon you.

Peace be upon you too.

Li?

Something feels off.

The asatidz are acting strange, Li.

More than usual.

Annisa told me that she saw a demon, Li.

A demon at Islamic school?

- She's just tired, it happens. - No, no.

It's weird, Li.

Haven't you noticed?

Many of our friends aren't back at school.

Ustadz Yanuar, Ustadz Rohim?

Gone.

Maybe they followed Mr. Kyai.

Or they're at a study group elsewhere.

I know what you're thinking.

What do you want to investigate now?

Where you going, Satrio?

To ask Ustadz.

BOARDING SCHOOL HEALTH UNIT

Black magic.

Peace be upon us and upon the righteous servants of Allah.

Ustadz Rohim…

Ustadz Rohim, Ustadz Yanuar, forgive me.

I hope you can rest in peace.

If only Mr. Kyai were here, you'd be buried right away.

All is dead.

All is dead.

All is dead.

All is dead!

All is dead!

All is dead!

Sorry, Annisa.

My God. Ustadz Samir?

Help! Help!

What happened to Ustadz Samir?

He was cursed.

Do you believe that?

Annisa, curses don't affect believers.

It's from the Prophet's time, Nurul.

That was magic, Annisa.

Curses are also part of magic.

Weapons of those who make pacts with demons.

I know.

Because I like reading books about curses and magic.

Hey! Everyone, disperse!

Back to your dorms, come on.

Quickly, disperse!

Oh, my God.

Thank you.

We searched the whole boarding school, Mr. Kyai.

But their bodies have completely disappeared.

Why haven't they been buried?

Well, because the police...

As fellow Muslims,

we must bury the dead quickly.

Yes, Mr. Kyai.

I entrusted the school to you.

Lead it well.

Yes, Mr. Kyai.

We've reminded Ustadz Ridwan, Mr. Kyai.

- But he said... - I was…

Waiting for your return.

Because I didn't think it was right to act alone.

You're afraid of something that might not be real.

My God.

Ustadz Ridwan's decisions have negatively affected our school, Mr. Kyai.

Enough, enough.

No matter the reason…

Don't delay the rights of the deceased

for a proper Islamic burial.

Yes, Mr. Kyai.

And you stayed silent.

You didn't defend our fellow Muslim brother.

Who knows of this?

- According... - The students

don't know about the Ustadzs' deaths yet.

They only know about Ustadz Samir, Mr. Kyai.

Tonight…

Gather all the students.

Yes, Sir.

Oh, God…

Where is Mr. Kyai?

Mr. Kyai is missing.

My goodness. Mr. Kyai.

Attention all students, please gather in the hall.

I repeat, all students are expected to gather in the hall.

Be careful. Slowly.

Quick, get in. Get in.

Yes, be careful.

Go, get inside.

You saw Ustadz Yanuar's corpse?

My eyes are still fine.

Then what will happen to us?

This school is no longer safe.

Two Ustadzs are already victims.

Now the Kyai is missing.

Who's next?

Let's just run away.

Nurul, once you're done, go to bed, okay?

Yes, ma'am.

Ali.

Come with me.

Where are we going?

Just come along.

Ali.

Stand guard. If someone comes, let me know.

Okay.

MASSACRE OF WITCH DOCTORS

BRUTALITY IN THE CITY

The Ustadzs have been hiding this from us.

Satrio.

REGIONAL GOVERNMENT RADIOGRAM

Ustadz Sobo…

Isn't he…

Isn't he your father?

USTADZ SOBO IBRAHIM - BANYULANGIT VILLAGE

Nurul.

Where are the others?

Why is it just us here?

Nurul?

What's wrong?

Nurul?

All is dead.

All is dead.

All is dead.

Annisa.

Ask Allah's mercy.

Come on.

Forgive me, Allah.

I'm going to the bathroom.

Annisa…

The Kyai's cottage.

He's cursed, Ali.

Maybe he's just sick.

What kind of sickness is this, Ali?

We have to leave now, Ali.

If we go now, we'll be home by evening.

Six hours trip.

Be patient.

It's still chaos out there.

Hey!

You're lucky…

Your parents work abroad.

I have to check on my family.

I'll ask the asatidz for permission.

All is dead. All is dead. All is dead.

All is dead. All is dead. All is dead.

Help!

Inside.

What is it, Annisa?

This is an offering.

Oh, my God.

Who placed it here?

Hey! That's dangerous.

This is shirk.

Ouch…

Ouch!

Nurul, what's wrong?

Nurul…

It hurts. My eyes hurt.

Nurul…

Annisa, it's dark, Annisa.

Dark. So dark.

Nurul, Nurul…

Nurul…

No…

Nurul…

Nurul…

Nurul…

Nurul…

Nurul!

Nurul!

Nurul…

Annisa.

- Help me, Annisa! - Hold on!

Nurul!

Nurul!

Nurul!

I've said this from the beginning.

Send all students home.

But you keep delaying it.

Now look!

Ustadz, I...

The Kyai is missing!

The police can't be here.

Our peers became victims.

The students too, Ustadz.

Ustadz.

- You are too slow to decide. - My goodness.

You can't decide what's best for this school.

With all due respect, Ustadz.

Allah willing, the Kyai entrusted this responsibility to me.

It's not easy.

You were the one who decided to pin news on the bulletin board.

And now look, Ustadz.

Things out there are getting worse.

No different here.

That's why we shouldn't make things worse.

Please, Ustadz.

Enough! Enough! Ask forgiveness from Allah.

Forgive me, Allah.

Ustadz…

The situation right now is dangerous.

There's a killer inside our school, Ustadz.

My God…

How do you know?

All is dead.

All is dead.

All is dead.

All is dead.

All is dead.

All is dead.

All is dead.

All is dead.

Continue. Keep praying.

Ustadz!

All is dead!

All is dead!

All is dead!

Annisa, get the medicine.

- Let's recite the Qur'an. - Yes, Mr. Ustadz.

Satrio.

Satrio, please get the medicines.

Satrio, Satrio.

What?

Nothing. I'm gonna stay here.

You need a lookout.

That's nonsense.

It's fine, you go ahead.

Go on.

My goodness.

How's your father?

What's he busy with?

Satrio!

Satrio. Where are you going?

I'm going home. I have to see my family.

Don't! That's just their trick to get you killed out there.

I'm not sure my family's safe.

We can't be sure of our fate.

You could die if you leave.

Annisa, life and death are in Allah's hands.

If my fate is to die out there, at least I'll see my family again.

Your family is just an excuse to leave, isn't it?

You're just scared, right?

So what if I'm scared?

It's easy for you to tell me not to go.

But my family needs me now.

We need you here too.

Don't go.

Satrio.

My God.

You're already on your fourth cup of coffee today.

Honey?

Honey?

Honey?

H-honey?

Oh, my God!

Honey! Honey!

Hey, santri boy!

Hey, santri boy!

We have to do this, dear.

I'm tired of being poor.

Aren't you tired of what people say about our life?

Please don't sacrifice our baby.

Have you gone mad?

You're the one who's mad.

We already made a pact, dear. There's no other way.

Honey!

Mommy!

Mom…

Mommy! Mommy!

Amidst the current political and security upheaval,

the government must make a decision soon, even if it's risky.

- Nurse. - Yes, sir?

These are village victims.

All right, thank you, sir.

Over here, sir. Please.

Yes.

My goodness.

Ustadz Bagas.

Where were you during the mass possession?

I was looking for Kyai with the police.

Why do you ask?

Why can't I ask questions?

It's pointless.

What we need now is to help each other. Go help them.

Check the kitchen.

Muslims must help one another.

I saw you near the well before Nurul died.

What were you doing?

None of your business.

And I didn't do what you're thinking.

What exactly am I thinking, Ustadz?

What's going on here?

Ustadz.

Annisa, what is it?

Ma'am, Ustadz Bagas used black magic on Nurul.

I saw him near the well before she died. I saw him!

My goodness, Annisa. Ask Allah's forgiveness.

I know you're grieving over Nurul's death, Annisa. I am too.

But don't let your grief blind your heart.

Annisa.

Listen to me.

Right now, all the Ustadzs are trying to figure out who did this.

Listen to me, ma'am. It was Ustadz Bagas.

He's the one who put the offerings...

Annisa, don't be reckless.

I don't want you to get hurt.

Don't let your anger take over, Annisa.

We need to stay strong, for everyone else, too.

Now, can you do me a favor?

Prepare some water in the kitchen for your friends.

I'll get some fresh bandages, okay?

Die, you black magic sorcerer!

Get out! Get out!

- Where do we bury him? - Don't care!

- Leave! Leave! - Do not bury him here! Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go away!

Don't bury it here. Go away!

- Go! - Get out of here!

NOT FOR SORCERER

Mom…

Satrio.

- Mom? - What are you doing here?

Where's Dad, Mom?

Mom?

Where is he?

Oh, my God…

I'm going to bury Dad, Mom.

Don't do it.

If you bury him now, they'll know it's his body.

They might use his corpse for black magic rituals.

But we can't just leave him like this, Mom.

I don't want your father's body to be treated inhumanely.

Let's wait for a bit, okay?

We can bury him in the backyard, Mom.

No one will know.

Satrio, the longer you stay here, the more dangerous it gets.

I understand, Mom.

We need to leave together.

It's no longer safe here.

Forgive me, Dad.

I couldn't protect you.

But now, I'll protect Mom.

I don't understand, Mom.

Why did they target Dad?

Why is it so easy for people to accuse others of being a sorcerer?

You know…

Your father worked closely with many religious leaders, right?

Including your teacher, Kyai Ahmad.

His spiritual gift allowed him

to help many people.

But that gift also drew hatred from the real sorcerers.

They took advantage of the chaos…

To get rid of your father.

He was accused of being one of them.

Even those he helped before…

None of them defended him.

They were all swayed by lies.

By those evil sorcerers.

There was never any proof.

Black magic always leaves a trace.

It always needs a medium.

Satrio.

You should go back to your school.

Come with me, Mom.

Listen to me.

I'm thankful you came home to bury your father.

What do you mean?

Come with me, Mom.

This isn't your place anymore.

You belong at school.

But, Mom, you can come with me.

Satrio, listen to me.

You'll be safe at the school.

That's where your future lies.

Let me guard this home.

And your father's grave.

And make sure you always have a place to come back to.

Mom…

Hey, Annisa. What is it, Annisa?

I'm getting water for the others in the hall, Auntie.

Auntie?

Auntie?

In the name of Allah.

Excuse me, Ustadz.

My goodness.

Ustadzah?

Ustadzah?

Annisa…

You said…

You wanted to be an ustadzah.

Ustadzah…

Help! Help!

All is dead.

No, Ustadzah!

Allah! Only He is worthy.

The Ever-Living One.

Neither drowsiness nor sleep overtakes Him.

To Him belongs all in the heavens

and on the Earth.

Who could intercede without His permission?

He knows what lies ahead

and what lies behind them…

But none grasp His knowledge

except He wills.

His Seat surrounds all.

He tires not. He is the Highest, the Greatest.

Ustadzah… Ustadzah…

Kyai's cottage.

Check the back of the cottage.

Check for signs of Kyai.

- Yes, Ustadz. - Now.

Ustadz!

We have to check Kyai's room.

Where have you been?

And now you want to search Kyai's room?

That place is the source of all this!

Please trust me, Ustadz.

It's disrespectful to search Kyai's private room.

There are many personal items there.

It's for the good of everyone.

We don't want more victims, right?

Annisa's right.

I agree with her, Ustadz.

And I'm sure Kyai would agree, too.

This is for the good of all.

Annisa…

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

What is this, Ustadz?

What is this?

I saw you put offerings around the complex.

Answer me!

I was the one getting rid of those!

I'm trying to protect the school!

What do you want?

I'm not the only one with full access here!

Why don't you suspect Ustadz Ridwan?

Hey, what are you doing?

Hey, Ali!

Ali.

Annisa and I will check Ustadz Ridwan's room.

You, Fatih, and Dinar, check the nurse's office.

And around the area.

Okay.

My God.

Be careful, this isn't over.

All is dead.

All is dead.

Bro, Fatih's gone.

Fatih? Fatih!

- Ali. - What?

Fatih, Ali.

Oh God. Fatih! Fatih!

Oh, my God.

It's locked, Annisa!

Annisa!

Satrio!

Satrio!

Satrio!

Help!

Oh, my God.

Ustadz.

Sir, please help.

Untie me, Ali!

Please, sir.

We belong to Allah, and to Him we shall return.

My goodness.

Close the doors. Close the doors!

Shut all the doors!

What did we do to deserve this, Ustadz?

What did we do?

Ustadz.

You and your friends were simply…

In the wrong place at the wrong time.

Annisa.

You're just small pebbles

who happened to take shelter in the wrong place.

Yanuar.

Rohim.

Kyai Ahmad.

They were sacrifices for something that will come soon.

A chaos…

Greater than this.

Forgive me, Allah.

Forgive me, Allah.

Allah! There is no god worthy of worship except Him…

The Ever-Living, All-Sustaining.

You still put your hope in those religious scholars?

They…

Are already burning in hell.

But don't worry, Annisa.

I will make sure…

You'll be joining them soon.

Don't be afraid.

Strengthen your faith.

I seek refuge with Allah from the accursed Satan.

In the Name of Allah, the Merciful and Kind.

Allah, Only He is worthy.

The Ever-Living One.

Neither drowsiness nor sleep overtakes Him.

To Him belongs all in the heavens

and on the earth.

Who could possibly intercede with Him without His permission?

He knows what lies ahead and behind them.

Only He knows as He wills.

His Seat surrounds all.

And the preservation of all…

Hi, Satrio.

…does not tire Him.

For He is the Highest, the Greatest.

Satrio!

Satrio, break the clay jar!

Forgive me, Allah.

Thank Allah.

Annisa.

Ustadz.

Are you all okay?

Thank God, we're okay, Ustadz.

How about the others?

We're all all right.

Ouch…

Oh, my God…

Mr. Kyai's still missing.

Let's pray he's safe somewhere.

And may this tragedy never happen again.

NAMES, PLACES, AND EVENTS HAVE BEEN CHANGED

OR DRAMATIZED FOR THE SAKE OF THE PLOT.

ANY SIMILARITY TO CHARACTERS OR EVENTS

OUTSIDE THE CONTEXT OF THIS STORY IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.