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Ustad.

Ustad.

Sir, please help.

Sir.

Ustad.

God, forgive me.

Please help us, sir.

What's wrong, ma'am?

My child is being possessed.

- She's at home with my husband now.
- All right.

- Come, sir. Please help us.
- All right. Let's go.

Breathe, ma'am.

Over here, sir.

- Hurry!
- All right, ma'am.

Take it easy.

Allah, there is no deity
except Allah, the Ever-Living,

- the Sustainer of existence.
- It's okay, child.

Neither drowsiness

overtakes Allah nor sleep.

To Allah belongs whatever is
in the heavens

- and whatever is on the earth.
- Honey.

- Who is it that can intercede with Allah
- How is she, honey?

- except by Allah's permission?
- Just stay there.

And shut the door!

Allah knows what is before them

and what comes after them,
and they encompass not a thing

of Allah's knowledge
except for what Allah wills.

Allah's Kursi extends
over the heavens and the earth,

and their preservation tires Allah not.

And Allah is the Most High,
the Most Great.

Hold her down.

Hold her.

Leave her body!

Leave!

Leave!

Praise be to Allah.

Leave her body.

Leave!

Leave!

Praise be to Allah.

Praise be to Allah.

Praise be to Allah.

Praise be to Allah, Lord of all the worlds.

Dad.

It's okay, child.

Take it easy.

Son.

- Give Ustad a cup of water.
- Yes, Dad.

Thank you, Ustad.

Sure, sir.

Honey!

Honey.

Shit!

Come out!

Come out, you coward!

Hey!

Stop right there!

God, forgive me.

This kind of weather is perfect
for staying home

with a warm cup of milk chocolate
in your hands.

But some job hazards don't take a day off.

Reporters aren't allowed at the scene.

Lieutenant Aryo asked me to come here.

Mr. Daru has arrived.

Please report this to the commander.

Just take this hallway.

Mr. Aryo is in the flat.

We were supposed to go
to the mass together.

We tried calling him several times,
but he didn't pick up.

We can't get home early.

The commander wants to talk to you.

Aryo wouldn't call me in the rain
unless it was important.

I wouldn't call you in the rain
unless it was important.

See?

So what's the deal?

I will give you exclusive publicity for this.

But?

Keep it a secret for now.

He's the fourth victim
with a missing heart.

The first victim appeared two months ago.

The second showed up a month later.

And the last two were found
just a week apart.

A member of the church?

That's why my commander wants
to investigate this quietly.

It's too sensitive.

All the victims were religious figures.

- All of them?
- We've got a priest, a monk,

a preacher, and now a pastor.

Now you only need an ustad.

Apart from being religious leaders,

they vary in age
and come from different backgrounds.

We can hold an official press conference
with other media.

This is just for your newspaper,
Free People's Voice.

Citizens. It's Free Citizens' Voice.

Yeah, that.

The paper that publishes
whatever suits them. Here's my offer.

If we don't talk about the truth,
what's the point of becoming a reporter?

Tell that to the gossip column.

Those gossip tabloids are sharper
than they look.

If they've got the proof,
it's basically a fact.

Tax evasion?

Cop shoots cop? Right?

Everything becomes fact
once the evidence is in your hands.

Same boat, same vibe.

We're just chasing the truth.

Did your forensic team check all this out?

I told them to give us some space to talk.

What's up?

Nothing.

Are you okay?

You're not taking it to the office?

It could be your witness.

Bitch.

It sure is.

There's a pattern here.

The next target might be an ustad.

I think you should make an announcement.

No.

My commander wants to lie low.

Were they possessed or something?

They ripped out the heart
like it was nothing.

No, a human did it,

not a ghost.

How many cases have you had
that involve ghosts?

If you're out here catching ghosts,

you'll sound more like a Ghostbuster
than a cop.

Fuck you.

These people? They don't give
a single fuck about any of it.

All they care about is creating content.

And reporters? They're just worried
about selling more papers.

Just like me a few years ago.

All I cared about was selling more papers.

Every day, I'd wait

to see which crime story
was nastier than the last,

something that'd have people
coming back for more.

What's wrong, Daru?

Nothing, sir.

RIBBON KILLER FINALLY CAUGHT

I've wished countless times

that I'd done things differently that day.

If only I'd told the cops or Aryo

that I saw the killer at the scene,

those kids might still be alive.

I wish someone or some entity up there
was watching over us.

But honestly, it all feels like a joke.

People always end up
being evil sooner or later.

Pakunjara.

Master.

Even with little time left,

don't be careless, my child.

But we need those hearts
before the Red Full Moon is complete.

I know, my child.

But every time you use your power,

your time grows shorter.

Did you do all this for me

or to save yourself, who's sick and aging?

Of course I want to bring you back
to this world.

Don't lie, my child.

Without your mask,

we both know we need each other.

I won't fail this time.

The devils you placed
in the bamboo woods are dead.

The Kirata who killed them is
in the mental hospital.

You have to take it yourself.

I will, Master.

Remember, Pakunjara.

What I teach you always comes at a price.

All right, Master.

Go home, child. Your mom must be worried.

Yes, sir?

Daru.

Go to Healthy Mind
Mental Hospital tomorrow.

Interview Ningrum.

She's a suspect in a family murder.

I've got police permission.

Wait, sir.

Don't you want to know why they called me
to the scene this late at night?

Where do you think
I got this permission from?

Aryo's commander called me earlier.

We traded this for the serial killer case.

Wait, sir.

Why the mental hospital?

It's because she's got screws loose
and is being treated there.

No more questions.

Be there by 8 a.m. tomorrow
and ask for Dr. Markum.

Do it right and be there.

Go or you're fired.

Joke's on you.

We're interviewing a mental patient here.

Every question might get
a different answer.

WARD I

Sir.

Sir, help me!

There's someone inside my room.

Sir!

Where? Where are they?

Hey, I keep coming back here
because of your hallucinations.

Over there, sir. Near the door.

I saw another patient,
a woman with a face full of wounds.

Hey, Parjo.

Take this.

Stop pretending to be crazy
if you want to get high.

It's no use, sir.

Please send her away. I'm begging you!

How could I if there's nobody there?

Just shut your eyes!

You keep saying
you saw a woman every night.

You're really something, Parjo.

Sir.

Please stay.

Sleep. You've got company in there, right?

Go say hi and get friendly.

Step back!

Sir.

Mr. Simon.

Sir!

Help me!

Sir! Mr. Simon.

Hey, get on the bed!

Is everything good?

Yes, sir.

It's just that Parjo keeps saying
he saw a ghost.

A woman

in patient clothes.

Sir.

Is it possible that the patient he saw

is Alin?

She killed herself because we fucked her.

Let the past stay in the past.

You don't want others to know
what we did to the patients here, right?

Fool.

I…

I'll go to the bathroom, sir.

CROSSWORD PUZZLE

Rohmat.

Rohmat.

Rohmat.

WARD III

You will never heal without your weapon.

Your Sastrika.

The Kirata's bloodline ends here.

By my command, come before me.

Something driven by bloodlust

and fueled by revenge.

I am Pakunjara,

who called for you.

Out of all the spirits here,

you hold the biggest grudge.

I can lend you my power for revenge

in exchange for a task.

There's a Kirata here,

a hunter.

You can get revenge,

but after that, I want her dead.

I've lent you a body

to avenge yourself and work for me.

The power is yours.

Go.

Rohmat.

I get that you're a senior,

but come on.

I'm always the one getting blamed,

but not Gotod.

It's always me.

How's Gotod any different than me?

What is it?

Gotod?

You're always sleepy.

I couldn't sleep last night.

HEALTHY MIND MENTAL HOSPITAL

This morning, I woke up
before my alarm went off.

I don't know what I'd find inside.

One thing was for sure.

My mind was still caught up
in yesterday's case.

Sorry.

Gosh.

It's interesting that a human can do this.

Can I have that back?

Sure.

Thank you.

Are you Daru from Free Citizens' Voice?

Yes, I am.

I'm Dr. Markum.

- Doctor.
- Yes.

- Here you go.
- Okay.

Are you ready for today's interview?

- I'm ready, sir.
- Come inside.

Have you ever been to a mental hospital?

Getting treated? Luckily, I haven't.

I see.

But I once interviewed a suspect
in the hospital.

I see.

But this mental hospital is different
from the usual ones.

- How different?
- Well…

It used to be a government office,

but after being disbanded and transformed,

it became a mental hospital.

But I'm not sure

if the previous employees here were
in the right state of mind.

Sir.

That woman turned evil.

Let's talk later, okay?

- Why did she turn evil, sir?
- Later.

- Sir.
- Anyway,

- ever since I started working here, - Sir!

no reporters have ever come
to interview the patients.

Maybe you could bring your friend over
to interview me.

I might get some screen time
before my time comes.

But I'm a newspaper reporter.

Why did Ningrum come here, Doc?

The court has her under observation.

They're not sure
if she's really mentally ill.

Doctor.

- Here is the document you asked for.
- All right.

Thank you.

Wait a second, Doc.

What do you think?

Based on our observations,
the results are clear.

She has schizophrenia and delusions.

She believes it's her mission
to kill devils disguised as humans.

See? Now we know why.

Seeing ghosts.

This is the result of our observation.

And of course, this copy is just for you.

- Got it.
- One more thing.

I advise you not to hold eye contact
with her for too long.

If you need anything,
just come to my office.

- Come in. Sure.
- Thank you, doctor.

Sir.

What's with the handcuffs?

It's just a precaution.

Don't worry.

All right then.

Hello, miss.

I'm Darusman
from the Free Citizens' Voice newspaper.

I have a few questions about your case.

Would you mind introducing yourself?

This is just for the record.

Do you know

the victims' families?

Do you have a job?

My job is to protect humans
from devils that enter this world.

Why did you decide to take on that job?

Protecting humans from devils.

I've already given my answers
to the police.

But I don't have a copy of that report,

so just answer the question.

I killed them

to atone for sins I did not commit.

Whose sins?

If I told you the whole story,

you wouldn't believe me.

Just like everyone else here.

Then make me believe it.

Tell me.

Who told you to do this?

And why?

I did it

so the curse wouldn't take my life.

I told you she's not right in the head.

I think that's enough for today.

I'll request the full transcript
from the police later.

Thank you.

The people with missing hearts.

How many of them?

What do you know about this killing?

How many of them?

Wait.

What do you know...

I'll ask again.

How many of them?

Four.

She still needs three more.

For what?

To bring her master back to life.

Simon!

Sir! Simon, sir!

- It's Simon!
- Help me. I know she's here.

- I can't fight her without my weapon.
- Simon is dead!

What weapon?

- Please help me. Time's running out.
- Sir!

- Before she hunts another heart.
- Ningrum, stay put.

Help! Sir! Simon is dead!

- Help!
- Darusman, please. I'm begging you.

She's here.

- All right. Let go.
- Promise me you'll help.

I promise.

Sir, let's end the interview.

Darusman, you've promised!

- Are you sure it's Simon?
- Yes, sir. Hurry!

The body is over there.

Quick. Come, sir.

Pakunjara.

Master.

There's someone
who'll help Ningrum find her weapon.

Follow him closely, my child.

Who?

A reporter.

Don't let him find the Sastrika.

She can still kill me again.

All right, Master.

Dad.

Dad!

Hello, Yo?

Yo, help me out.

Can you get me the transcript
of Ningrum's interview with the police?

Consider it done.

By the way,
you're right about yesterday's case.

We found another victim.

This time,
the victim is from a religious sect.

I'm on my way to the scene.

I'll meet you there, okay?

Sure, but give me

the address where you found Ningrum.

The Seroja Village.

Why are you suddenly interested
in covering her story?

I can't publish the one I have. Remember?

Chill. I'll send you the transcript later.

You can't just throw people around here.

Hey.

Someone's looking extra fine

after that shower.

No need to struggle.

What if I get turned on?

If I've got any energy left tonight,

let's hook up, pretty girl.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Ma'am, I'll have this.

You're not praying too?

The imam for today is Ustad Hari.

I don't want to be misled.

Ever since he found the bodies
in the bamboo woods,

he's been drinking
a different kind of coffee.

Like weed coffee or something.

Hey, everyone.

I'm waiting for you to pray together,
you know.

We'll pray at home, Ustad.

Our coffee is still hot.

Okay.

Enjoy your coffee.

- Ustad.
- Yes, it's me.

I'm Darusman, but people call me Daru.

Thank you for seeing me.

Are you here for that story?

Yes.

I told the police all the details.

Yes, sir. I have a copy of your report.

But I want to ask something else.

Here, you said
you didn't know the victims.

Is it true?

Yes.

But before that,

you said the victim asked you

to help their child,
who was being possessed.

Is it true?

Yes, that's also true.

But before that, you said…

you had lived in this village for 15 years.

And you often passed through there.

Doesn't that sound a bit strange?

Hear me out, Mr. Daru.

I'll tell you,

but not here.

- Ma'am.
- Yes.

- Thanks for this. Here.
- All right.

Ustad!

Over here, Mr. Daru.

Mat, stop fucking around
with the patients.

Simon died unnaturally.

What are you talking about?

You, Simon, and Margotod

often fuck patients late at night, right?

In Ward II,

how the hell did she get pregnant?

Who did it?

Since Alin's death,

many weird things
have been happening here.

Shut it.

It's true.

I'm saying this as your friend.
Just do your job properly.

Tell Gotod too.

I wasn't a good man, sir.

I used to get addicted to heroin.
I even almost died because of it.

God gave me a second chance.

But not to my girlfriend, Yuni.

They said I didn't have a pulse.

- Clinically dead?
- Yes.

But since then,
I keep dreaming about the afterlife.

What's it about?

People being tortured, sir.

That's what led me to learn more
about my faith

and seek repentance.

Should I start confessing my sin now?

The bamboo woods are known
among the locals to be haunted.

During the financial crisis,

a madman killed his wife and children,

then slit his own throat.

That's why people
don't often pass through here at night.

Mr. Daru.

Come here.

Here.

This is where they found the bodies

of the woman and her children,

all beheaded.

The place is exactly the same
as where the man killed himself.

But the difference is that

the man went deep into the woods.

Yes.

I feel like

the incident that night
was a bit like a dream.

I don't know if it's real or not.

God, forgive me.

Did the villagers arrive after that?

Yes.

But nobody knew the family either.

How about the house? Did they destroy it?

When I came back with the villagers,

there was no house.

Or did the house never actually exist?

There were just bodies.

He sounds like a mental patient.

That's why I don't want to talk in the stall.

They keep saying I used heroin again
after that incident.

Do you know what it's like

to be an imam nobody believes in?

I can only imagine it, sir.

I know you don't believe me.

That's why I don't want
to tell anyone about this.

Sir, I'm sorry.

I'm truly sorry for offending you.

I know you're in a tough spot,

but I can't write news without facts.

My theory is…

Come.

My theory is
they might have unfinished business.

But I don't know
what the business is about.

One more thing, Ustad.

You mentioned Ningrum's sword earlier.

Where is it right now?

There is

no weapon mentioned
in the official investigation report.

Here, I'll show you.

About that,

I have no clue at all.

Sorry.

All right then.

Excuse me.

What's up, Yo?

If you have any leads
about this case, tell me.

I can't give you anything for now.

But I'm sure both cases are connected.

All right.

Meet me at the Hope and Peace Hospital.

I'm on my way there.

Okay.

I'm going there now.

Sir, I'm leaving.

- Sure.
- Thank you for your time.

Don't you have something for me?

Wait.

You can have it.

- Thanks, sir.
- Likewise.

With this,
I can finally get some cigarettes.

The weight of guilt
can make you lose your way.

Did I take the wrong turn?

Miss.

God, forgive me.

Miss.

Miss?

God, forgive me.

Yun.

Yuni.

If you want me to apologize,

I know

it's my fault.

Please forgive me.

Not a single day goes by
that I don't think about you.

Yuni.

I'm so sorry.

Your apology means nothing.

It's supposed to be this way.

Let's try this path.

Excuse me, kid.

Can you show me the way to the village?

Leave!

Don't get in the way!

Is everything good?

Everyone is asleep.

How did you get in here?

Help!

Help!

Hey.

- Go check on him.
- Come.

Step back!

I'm warning you.

I saved you from those devils.

That doesn't give you the right
to tear each other apart.

- You worthless shit.
- Fuck you!

- Hey!
- Help.

Hold her.

Take her inside.

Yes, sir.

Let me go.

You're all in great danger. Let me go!

Silence!

Let go of me!

I need to talk to her

in private.

You can wait outside.

Whatever.

Thanks.

Those devils you killed.

What did they look like?

Same as you and me.

Only that they always carry
the wound that killed them.

Did they also…

Did they have no face?

Pakunjara did that.

Pakunjara?

So is that what they're called?

No.

Pakunjara creates the things
you want to forget.

That's why they have no faces.

I don't get it.

With you here…

Those you met?

They're already gone.

Okay.

Let's start from the beginning.

Would you mind telling me
who you really are

and what you've been doing all this time?

I belong to a group
that has been condemned for our past sins.

It all began with a man who used
his family heirloom to take revenge.

The guardian's curse turned
the heirloom into a weapon

to fight dark forces.

After a long fight,
we finally killed their master.

But one of the pupils,

Pakunjara,

heir to the ancient rite
that calls forth the Demon Knight,

knows about the ritual to bring
the master back to life.

That's why I'm here.

To stop her.

Can the curse ever be lifted?

I'm not sure either.

No one has made it that far.

What's up, Yo?

Where are you?

I'm at the mental hospital.

Why?

I thought you were coming here.

What?

The ustad who witnessed Ningrum's case
was found dead.

His heart was missing.

- All right. I'm on my way.
- Okay.

I have to go.

Darusman.

Not everything you see is real.

Pakunjara needs someone
who has seen the afterlife.

Even when they don't have
any memories of it.

But memories don't always stay
in their head.

And she needs that
to bring her master back.

Sir.

Mr. Gotod.

Don't go in there.

That woman is inside.

A woman is inside?

That's why I'm here.

We have unfinished business.

Don't be a fool like Mr. Simon.

Sir, she wants to kill you.

- Just cover your ears.
- Sir.

I don't want you to join me.

You too. Close your eyes!

I warned you!

Sir.

- What's up?
- Sir, help me. There's a ghost.

- I'm telling you. I saw a ghost!
- There are no ghosts here.

I saw it.

That's the ghost, sir!

- A ghost.
- Run, Tod!

Come on! Quick.

Let's hide in there.

Get in. Quick.

- Are you sure?
- Get inside, Tod.

You want to live, right?

Get in.

Stay put.

Gotod.

Gotod?

Help…

Please…

Help…

Don't…

Please don't kill me.

Don't…

Die!

It's the same killer.

More victims keep turning up.

I bet my commander stumbles over his words
every time the mayor's on his case.

What's wrong?

It's rare to see you this quiet.

No, it's nothing.

Have you found what links these two cases?

Well…

Not yet.

Then why did you say these murders
are connected to Ningrum?

It's just a hunch.

I can't give you the details yet,
but one thing is for sure.

Ningrum knows who the killer is.

She's called Pakunjara.

Pakunjara?

That's an unusual name.

It's a rare one.

But I'll have someone look into her.

Yeah.

Yo.

Did anything unnatural
ever happen to them before all this?

That one.

Before becoming a pastor,

he survived a terrible accident.

This one

spent years in a hospital bed
with a failing heart.

Well, everyone here
basically has had a brush with death.

I heard you met Ustad Hari.
What did you two talk about?

A new suspect, maybe?

Ru?

What's wrong? Why did you leave me there?

I…

People have died because of me.

What?

You never told me any of this.

Do you remember the Ribbon Killer?

The victims were
between 12 and 14 years old.

The killer always took
one of their ribbons as a trophy.

Yeah, I remember.

At the scene of the second victim,

I saw the killer.

How did I know?

I saw the exact same ribbon
that the victim wore

sticking out of his pocket.

But I didn't say anything.

Why?

I don't know.

Maybe I wanted him to kill more

or maybe I wanted the story to get bigger.

And it did.

Five more children were found
among his victims

before the authorities
managed to catch him.

Every day, I think about

what might have happened

if I had told you that I saw him.

Maybe those children

would still be alive now.

Don't blame yourself.

I'm doing my best
not to let it feel like a burden.

But every time I see the news

with children as victims,

my heart sinks all over again.

What happened to those victims

isn't your fault, Ru.

Maybe.

But maybe that's also why my wife left me.

When our marriage fell apart,

I just kept my mouth shut,

hoping someone

or something

would bring her back to me.

Do you mean God?

If you don't put in the effort,

even God won't help you.

Hello?

Okay.

The ustad's body is here.

I have to go.

Let's go.

No trace found?

What about the weapon?

No weapon. Same as the previous victims.

Take care of the administration.

Though the soul is lost,

the empty flesh

will attack my enemies.

Sir, I'll put the body at the back.

Is that Ustad?

Yes.

Thank you, sir.

I have to inform my commander
to release the news

to ensure public safety.

We can't keep quiet any longer.

Yo.

So that means they almost died, right?

Yes, like I told you.

Look. Here.

The pastor.

On his way to the hospital,

his heart stopped for a few minutes.

This one too.

Clinically dead.

So was Ustad.

Pakunjara needs someone
who has seen the afterlife.

Even when they don't have
any memories of it.

But memories don't always stay
in their head.

So that's why the killer took their hearts.

She needs people
who have seen the afterlife.

I once read

that memories are kept in two places,

the brain and the heart.

That's why a lot of people
never fully heal from trauma.

They treat the mind, but not the heart.

I thought you didn't believe in any of this.

I don't.

That doesn't mean I don't read about it.

Talk about good timing.

Wait a second.

That's…

The body's not in the same spot.

It's not funny.

Damn it.

Seriously. Why are we in the morgue
with the lights off?

Ru.

Fuck, it's not funny.

Come on.
We're really stuck in the dark here.

Yo.

The body is gone.

Move!

Something's off, Yo.

This isn't right!

Yo, come on.

Go! I'll hold them off in here.

Lock the door!

Don't let any of them out.

We have to evacuate everyone.

There's a killer on the loose.

Hey, wait up.

Miss, move it.

Go there.

Hey, what has gotten into you?

Follow them.

Take a different route.

She's after me.

Everyone, follow me!

Come on. Let's get out of here.

God, forgive me.

Wait!

Leave her alone.

Everyone, leave.

We'll catch up once my master returns.

Hey, come on!

Leave! Lock this place!

Stop, sir.

We need to lock this place down.

Don't let anyone get out. It's not safe.

Sir. Please, open this door.

- All right. I'll come back for you.
- Please.

- Sir, be careful. You could die!
- Just stay put. I'll come later.

Ningrum.

Ningrum.

Ningrum.

A soul from the afterlife

can return through this body.

Ningrum.

Ningrum!

Darusman, help the others.

I must find Pakunjara.

You're late.

The ritual has already started.

There's always a way to stop it.

I don't get your people.

There's no guarantee that if you beat us,

your curse will be lifted.

That doesn't mean we'll let you
bring your master back to life.

None of the previous Kirata ever beat us.

What makes you think
it'll be different this time?

Time will answer that.

You'll never beat me.

There's always a way to get more power.

You and your kind draw power
from that weapon,

but I can get mine elsewhere.

Lend me your power for a moment

so I can bring my enemies down.

Help!

- Help!
- Help!

Help!

You'll be an offering to my master.

You can try.

Come, sir. Quick!

- Open this door.
- All right.

Hold on.

Come on.

Hurry up.

Help me out, miss.

Yes, miss.

Hold on, sir.

There will be a death tonight.

It's not exactly the best time
to say that, sir.

Wait. You will die tonight.

- What?
- No.

We're all going to die
if you don't save that girl.

Sir, it's not safe here.

There will be no safe place
if that creature comes back to life.

Parjo!

Sir!

Come, Parjo!

Please help her.

Or we will all die, sir.

- We'll die, sir.
- All right.

- Parjo.
- Help her, sir.

She needs you.

Come on, sir.

She needs you.

Come, sir!

Let's end it here.

You've lost again, Kirata.

My people will rule once again.

Ningrum.

Wait.

Let me finish this.

No!

Master!

Master!

Return to your realm!

Ningrum.

I'm sorry for not believing you.

It's not something you can believe

unless you experience it yourself.

Where's Pakunjara?

Wherever she is now,

she's still trapped in this realm.

Darusman.

Wake up, Darusman.

Darusman.

Darusman.

Hey, idiot.

I told you to get a story.
What are you doing in this bed?

Sir.

Careful, sir. Take it easy.

- Does it still hurt?
- Yes.

We stitched you up.

Luckily, we got the bleeding
under control.

I'll excuse myself now.

Take it easy.

Just take your time.

I'm fine.

Hey.

How about Ningrum's story?

That's fine.

Just get some rest and heal yourself.

I'll wait for your story next week.

That's exactly what I'm saying.

I don't think this story will get published.

Who'd believe it?

Our paper could lose credibility.

Don't worry.

I've got it covered.

Just rest up.

Take it easy.

Even if I publish this story,
no one will believe it.

People won't believe
that an evil force really exists.

I just hope what Ningrum calls a curse

is the answer to something we can't fight.

Please hurry up, sir.
She's losing so much blood.

Yes, ma'am?

Blood.

ALL CHARACTERS, EVENTS,
AND PLACES IN THIS FILM ARE FICTIONAL.

ANY RESEMBLANCE TO REAL PEOPLE, LIVING OR
DEAD, AND EVENTS IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.