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You won't find anything, ma'am.

It mentions the same thing as in the post-mortem report.

Suicide by strangulation.

But the bathroom

didn't have anything for a person to hang from.

Don't you think

it's nearly impossible to strangle oneself?

After a moment,

the body resists, as a natural reflex.

Ma'am, if a doctor or engineer had died,

people would have offered their condolences and moved on.

But since this man was a ghostbuster,

people are speculating

that he must have been killed by a spirit.

Look, I'm simply seeking answers to my questions.

According to the post-mortem report,

the strangulation mark on Gaurav's neck

is unusual.

Ma'am, now that the man is dead,

why do you want to collect proof?

Right.

His family has no complaints,

but the media is going berserk.

Forget about it, ma'am.

Even alive people don't get justice,

yet you seek justice for the dead.

'And now, our master of ceremonies.'

'He communicates directly with the other world.'

'I'm not joking.'

'He is the sole founder'

'of the Indian Paranormal Society, also known as the IPS.'

'Please give a big round of applause'

'to 'Mr. Ghost Man' himself.'

'Gaurav Tiwari!'

'Woo-hoo!'

'Go, GT!'

'Yes!'

Go away!

Go away!

Go away, or I'll call the police!

Thank you for coming.

Oh! I'm so sorry.

Hello!

Sorry! What were you saying?

Uh-oh!

I'll put it on silent.

Please answer.

Or you may go and talk to her.

She's my former roommate. I'll be right back.

Are you insane?

You have to stop stalking me.

I dreamed of Manish again last night.

- Maybe he wants to say something. - Manish is gone!

He won't come back.

- He's already back, Irene. He... - Look.

I'm at work, Sharmila.

Can we talk about it tomorrow? I'll call you.

You won't! You'll block my number again!

Guys, I'm going to get something to eat.

Do either of you want something?

Bombay Sandwich.

I promise to meet you at 11 tomorrow morning

at Zoe's Cafe.

All good? All okay?

Yes. Where's Megha?

She went to buy us the renowned Bombay Sandwich.

- Ah! - You know, Gaurav used to love this place.

This is the reason he came here regularly.

Do you mean the sea?

- No, actually... - The sandwich.

By the way, when did you join the IPS?

Many years ago.

Thanks to Bachuaa.

"Bachuaa?"

Was that a case you solved?

'Raj, time?'

'56 seconds!'

'That's not bad!'

'- I've shown improvement. - To a great extent.'

'You're improving in games,'

'but the business is ruined.'

'We had only a few cases in the last three months,'

'and half of them were useless.'

'Do you remember the grandfather in Malad'

'who could see his reflection in ginger?'

'In any case, the grandfather's tea was amazing.'

'Gaurav, seriously.'

'We found this place with a nominal rent thanks to your dad,'

'but we can't even afford that now.'

'How will we cope without new cases?'

'We need to improve our situation.'

'Gaurav Tiwari?'

'I'm Siddharth.'

'What's the matter, guys?'

'Did you see a ghost?'

It was a case

where I was the victim.

Oh!

Okay!

'A few days ago,'

'the three of us, Vivek, Neeraj, and I,'

'went from our engineering college in Pune to Rajmachi, Khandala.'

'It was a weekend trip.'

'The results were out,'

'and I had failed yet again.'

'Please don't worry.'

'Please tell your parents'

'that we learn from failures, rather than successes.'

'How long will I learn?'

'If I learn so much, they'll grill me like a kebab.'

'That reminds me of something.'

'Please pull over near a 'dhaba'.'

'You can never be serious. Bloody gluttonous!'

'He's never serious.'

'Vivek!'

'What happened?'

Oh, really?

I thought I was seeing things.

What happened later?

Then we arrived at the resort in Rajmachi.

'We checked into a room that evening,'

'had dinner, gossiped, and went to bed.'

'And at 2 am...'

'Who could be banging the door'

'at 2 am?'

'Maybe someone is calling for you.'

'- Please go and check. - Let me sleep.'

'What's the matter?'

'What happened?'

'It's the same child, wearing a brown vest and khaki shorts.'

'He's outside.'

'What child?'

'It's the same child!'

'He has been seeing a child since morning.'

'"Child! Child! Child!"'

'Are you in shock after failing your exams?'

'This sound is coming from inside.'

'It must be a mouse.'

'Please go and check.'

'Go on.'

'Fuck!'

'Fuck!'

'Fuck, dude!'

'- Let's go! - What happened?'

'- Just run. - What happened?'

'Fuck! Fuck.'

'Where is he?'

'Let's leave.'

But the story had just begun.

'Since then, we see him every day.'

'On our way here today, we saw him again.'

'- Today? - Yes.'

'Do you mean in your car?'

'Huh!'

'Guys, absolutely blank.'

'There's no signal here.'

'Really? Is he gone?'

'- He'll be back. - Right.'

'Why is he after us?'

'We came across a few such cases in Panchgani.'

'Spirits that stalk people.'

'The locals call them 'dumchalla'.'

'"Dumchalla?"'

'Latchers.'

'They don't live in a fixed place.'

'They latch onto a person and move along with them.'

'So... How do we stop them?'

'They'll keep following you'

'if you react.'

'But if you ignore them, they might let go of you.'

'Most of them are harmless.'

If Gaurav hadn't given that disclaimer,

he might have been wrong for the first time.

Even while Vivek and I were searching for that boy in the car,

Neeraj was about to experience something so shocking

that it would leave both us and Gaurav shaken.

'Neeraj!'

'The meter must have tripped. Please go and check.'

'Okay, I'll check!'

'It's done, Mama!'

'Mama!'

'Where is he? Where is Gaurav Tiwari?'

I had a dream about Manish two days ago.

He asked me to search for this book in his room.

Do you remember this?

Yes.

It's an Urdu poetry book.

I gifted it to him when we worked at Western Herald.

He asked me to check page number 94.

'The pain of betrayal doesn't let me go.'

'And the fire within me refuses to die down.'

What "betrayal" is he talking about?

- Obviously, it's you. - What?

Who else would betray him?

No, Sharms.

I know he was your brother, but...

How could you even think like that?

Why is he saying it to you instead of me?

Because you don't believe in spirits, Irene!

Neither back then, nor now!

Hello.

'How are you, Irene?'

'I miss you, Irene!'

Don't!

Okay!

There you go!

Hmm!

That's a lot of food.

It's from your favourite restaurant.

Since we don't go there, I thought...

And here we are.

By the way,

did you take the medicines I prescribed?

Gaurav, don't be so difficult.

The medicines aren't the issue.

It's just how things are.

What does that even mean?

"It's just how things are." What are you talking about?

What is it?

What did you buy?

Dumplings?

Don't... Hang on.

Don't change the subject like that. Please!

"It's just how things are." What do you mean by "things"?

Gaurav, I'm just trying to help you.

Gaurav.

Please look down.

I see nothing.

Can't you see?

- But I can see. - What?

A nine-year-old child.

Bachuaa...

He's a spirit who has come for me.

What do you mean?

Gaurav, it's all in your mind. Hmm?

There's nothing over there.

Come on, let's go inside.