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ACHOURA IS A RELIGIOUS Feast in Morocco.

CHILDREN SPRAY WATER ON THE OTHER AND COLLECT AROUND THE BOIL.

THE CELEBRATION ALSO IS CALLED "THE CHILDREN'S NIGHT".

FOR LONG SIDE IN MOROCCO

I dare not stay very long. Think if he discovers I'm gone.

I hate him. He has no right to treat you like that.

I hate him too, but he is my husband and provides for my family.

I'll never let him hurt you again.

Maybe we can get off?

- Where? - I do not know. Maybe to the city?

And...

And if you want, I can become your husband.

I've made this flute for you. Breathe in it when you think of me.

Then I will never stop breathing it.

Bashira!

Bashira!

Bashira!

Bashira!

Bashira!

Bashira!

Bashira!

When I find you, I'll cut you to pieces!

Wake up. Would you please!

Wake up! Look at me!

Wake up now!

Don't want to open your eyes enough!

THE PRESENT

Mother!

Wake up, Mom!

- What is it? - We have to go. We'll be late!

Why did you let me sleep so long ?!

Hello?

All right, Stephen?

I'm fine.

I've slept all over me. Do I have to call during lunch break?

Are you coming to the venue tonight?

- Yes of course. - And Ali?

I do not know. Moment.

Youssef! Want to hit the elevator?

I have to run. I'll call later.

- Okay. We talk about.

Youssef!

Are you okay? Come closer.

Came.

Are you okay? Come closer.

Came.

Do you think you can recognize him if I show you some pictures?

I want to help you.

Tell.

It was a man with big black eyes. Big black eyes.

His eyes were big and black!

His eyes were big and black!

His eyes...

Now you have been watching the footage for 24 hours.

- The answer is in the details. - Ali.

I'm talking to you as your friend. Not like your boss.

Go home. Be with your child.

You are wasting your time. The case is closed.

It's my fault. By saving one child, I punished the rest.

I would have done the same.

Take a day off.

Just let me work.

Okay.

But I warn you: You will not sit here when I come back.

... black! His eyes were big and black!

His eyes were big and black! His eyes were big and black!

Hi!

Wanna play?

What are you doing here?!

You stay here.

Sheep!

- All is well? How was the school? - It was okay.

Will you stay here tonight?

Don't worry, I'll just pick up something.

You should have called first.

- You live here too! - Youssef!

- She has no right to say so! - It's your mother you're talking about.

She's a bitch!

He's getting over it.

Is it fair that I am responsible for the upbringing?

He is your son too!

Are you coming to Stephen's veneer?

Do it for his sake.

There is something I must tell.

For years I had the same dream.

In the dream I am a child.

And I lie in my bed... alone.

Awake, but can't touch me.

I can't close my eyes and just lie staring up at the ceiling.

A scary man approaches.

He stares at me...

... and then he strangles me.

His fingers crush my throat.

And then I wake up...

And just with a...

... I forgot what he looks like.

He's just a shadow... a nightmare.

It still feels...

... as if I'm dying.

One day I decided to confront him.

So when he tortured me that night, I looked at him.

He had big eyes.

Carbon black.

He was strangely fascinating.

The most beautiful creature I had ever seen.

That day I realized I had lost my innocence.

I stopped dreaming.

And started painting.

But fear not, dear guests. What you see here is not so scary.

And if what you see scares you, then you are deceiving yourself.

Patterns...

Monsters are reflections of society.

They exist. They exist among us!

So I break my silence.

I share my nightmare with you, to better confront it.

But I can't do it alone.

I need your help, Nadia.

I know what abducted Samir.

It's time you confront the monster, Nadia. It's time to remember.

I'm glad you came, Nadia.

We saw something, Nadia! Something that was not of flesh and blood!

20 YEARS EARLIER

- My turn! - We have one, and you've thrown five!

My dad bought them!

- Do girls just have to do as they please ?! - Rich boy!

LOVE YOU NADIA, ALI

What? Want to photograph me?

Ali! Look here!

Ali! Here!

A beetle in a bottle. Fantastic.

Guess what I call it? "Ali"!

Do you think it will die if I put a cannonball in the bottle?

No, it's stubborn! Release it!

How nice is that! Where did you find it?

Over there. There are plenty of them.

What? Were you over at the French House?

- What is it? - Have you never heard of it?

My dad used to tell ghost stories about it.

On the other side of the field is an old house... The French House!

Came! Quickly!

It is listed by French soldiers who must have committed many atrocities.

One day they saw something strange. A demon or something.

It began to swallow the children in the area.

Once I saw something strange.

I was here on vacation with my dad.

As soon as I saw the field, I thought about the history of the house.

- Then what happened? - My dad came and picked me up.

Of course, he saw nothing. Only me saw it.

I don't know if it was real or if it was just my imagination.

You're trying to scare us, right?

Maybe...

I was just looking for my ball.

Why are you bound?

My name is Hakim. Do you remember me?

Disappear... Disappear!

Do you like the stench of piss?

The missing is called Hakim Lahlou. Eleven years, only son.

Last seen, he played here.

- An old man should stay here. - An old man?

He did not live here alone.

Majd! Look here.

What is it?

It looks familiar...

We are investigating a number of cases involving lost children.

Including the recently disappeared Hakim Lahlou.

We are now launching a nationwide investigation

- and asks everyone to keep a close watch on their children.

This is particularly important in the case of Achoura.

Sounds crazy, after all.

Okay, in bed with you. Now.

Wait, I haven't finished my castle.

- It must wait until tomorrow. - No, it's important!

When the castle is finished, it will protect me from the monsters.

Protect yourself from the monsters? Look at me... Look at me!

- You're my biggest monster. - Stop!

Such.

What is it?

On TV they talk about a bad man taking small children.

No one is allowed to take you.

What if there is a monster under the bed?

- Oh, God, there's something! - What?

I'm your monster! And I'm hungry! What should I eat tonight?

Anis' stomach! Oh, how good!

Oh, his cheeks are even better! And the nose!

- Good night and sleep well. - And if there's a monster in the closet?

Okay... let's see.

Here you can see: Empty.

Well then.

Sleep well, honey. Mom loves you.

Who is it?

- Who was it? - You could have opened yourself.

Call the police! Now!

Yes?

Okay.

I'll be right there.

What's up, Ali?

Is it the same case?

No idea. We have not encountered the arrest before.

Thanks.

He didn't say a sound. No name. No ID.

He's a ghost.

- Any witnesses? - Not beyond the parents.

They mentioned an old man. He is gone. We do not know how the child disappeared.

The parents are broken.

I almost forgot about that.

We found this on him. Strange that your name is on the necklace.

Get up.

Look at me.

Look at me!

Who are you?

Who are you?!

Samir?

Samir?

Ali ?!

Ali!

Ali...

Stephen?

Memory.

What happened to you?

You gotta get me out of here.

Where's the man who abducted you, Samir? He needs to be stopped.

No...

My fault.

No... listen here: You're not like him.

I should probably help you, but first we must save the children.

I have to stop him!

He won't hurt you again. I promise.

Bougatate!

"Bougatate"?

Is that his name? Is it?

I have to stop him! Now!

I'll probably stop him. I promise. And you should probably get out of here.

Reminded!

Samir...

Samir...

Samiiir!

- Hey who are you? - My name is Bashira.

- What are you doing here? - I'm lost.

Are you alone?

Come and meet my friends. They are sweet.

Where have you been? We've been looking everywhere!

I was looking for the corn field that you talked about.

- Who are you? - She's called Bashira.

Bashira - this is my brother Ali and this is Stephen and Nadia.

- We're on vacation here. - Come play with us!

My friend is in the house on the other side of the field. He needs help.

The French House?

We have to help her!

We don't know who she is. We pick up the adults.

Come on!

What are you doing here?

I just wanted to say sorry for yesterday.

- Do you hear what I'm saying? - No!

- Don't you want to listen to me? - The guardian warned us.

He said we would forget everything.

I do not follow. In fact, you are not the only one affected.

That's not it!

I also felt guilty about Samir. But we were children. We could do nothing.

Ali was there for me. While traveling away.

What do you mean?! I was twelve years old! I had no choice!

I was all alone. You had each other. You forgot everything.

No, we did not forget that a pedophile attacked us!

What attacked us was not pedophile! It wasn't even human!

It's time you got some help and grown up.

- So you remember nothing? - Yes, I fell in love with you.

Were you in love with me?

We made a covenant, we three. That was your idea.

We never swore to forget what happened that day.

I quickly found that I had to paint.

Not to forget.

Who says I want to remember that at all?

Stephen ?!

Boys ?!

Where are you?!

Let go of me!

Ali!

Come on, run! Quickly!

Hurry up!

- Yes? - Ali?

I remember... I remember everything.

- What are you talking about? - How Samir disappeared.

And that you were always there for me.

I remember that too.

- Miss! - A moment.

- Why are you still here? - I'm waiting for my dad.

- I'm going to the bathroom! - A moment.

- Get by school and pick me up. - I am coming.

Okay see you.

- Wait here. You must not go. - Don't worry, I'm waiting here.

During Achoura's happy night, children's laughter and chatter are heard

He is awakened by his slumber An enormous hunger he holds

Their joy is His food All children, now must be fine

The children laugh so loud Bougatate goes hunting

- Hurry up now, Zineb! - Coming!

Race!

Came! Here!

The ladder!

- Stand still! - Ali!

Stand still!

Don't move!

Stay here. Wait.

Wait, Samir.

- What are you doing? - I don't have time to explain.

- You're blamed for it all. - I have no choice.

- Let me help you. We'll fix it... - He's my brother. It's Samir!

Forgive me, Khalid.

Come on.

- Where's Dad? - He's picking up your uncle.

Do I have an uncle?

Wait.

Ind. Now.

Nadia!

Youssef. This is your Uncle Samir.

Sweet boy.

What's happening here? Has the kindergarten closed?

What?

What happened?

I...

It is for you. It was for you.

I would... That day ... I would give it to you.

Nadia... Look.

- Where are we?! - I have no idea, but it's old.

That house is too crazy!

Look, Stephen! He looks like your mother!

No, he looks like Nadia when she just woke up!

Friends...?

My friend is trapped upstairs.

There is one!

Who is it?

Bashira's friend?

Where did she actually get off?

Is he alive?

What happens to his stomach?

It is okay. Calm.

We'll probably help you.

Race...

Came!

Open!

Shut us out!

- Open! - Stephen!

Samir! Samir!

What did you do to him ?!

Samir!

One day, when you have grown up, you will forget everything.

- No! - Samir!

Samir! Samir!

- Samir! - Samir!

Samir!

Samir! Samir!

Did he hurt you?

- No, it was my fault. - It wasn't your fault!

How do we kill it?

- I swallow it. - No.

- There must be another way. - Where do we find it?

In the French House.

During Achoura's happy night, children's laughter and chatter are heard

He is awakened by his slumber An enormous hunger he holds

Their joy is His food All children, now must be fine

The children laugh so loud Bougatate goes hunting

Like other demons, it has different names in the different cultures.

To the Arabs, it is a thousand years old and evil jinn.

And like all demons, it has a deep hatred for people.

But it must occupy a human being in order to assume a physical form.

It feeds on children.

It finds its strength in their joy and their innocence. Their purity.

Achoura is the perfect time for it to hit: "Children's Night".

It's our fault!

We released the demon there in the house.

The man kept it locked up.

He was trying to protect us.

Mother!

Do it!

Do it!

Ali! Here!

Youssef!

Youssef...

Do not be afraid.

What are you doing?

I die.

It's dying!

Samir...

No!

Race!

Mother... Mother...

He is awakened by his slumber An enormous hunger he holds

- Youssef! - Don't worry, my darling.

It's alive. We must go to the French House.

We're almost there.

- We'll have to catch it. - Rest now.

Nadia. Wait!

Nadia!

Youssef ?! Youssef!

Came.

Down there!

Youssef!

Youssef!

Youssef!

Youssef!

What is it that crunches?

He has eaten them.

Damn it...

He has eaten them all.

Ali... Ali!

Youssef.

Youssef!

I'm right here! It will be OK.

Get Nadia!

Youssef!

Bashira?

Please spare my son. I beg you.

He has done nothing.

I know it's not you. That it controls you.

We make a covenant.

- What are you talking about? - A covenant not to forget Samir.

I don't believe what the man said. We must look for him. Find him.

I agree. I never swear to forget him.

I never swear to forget him.

I swear to find him. We will never forget it.

- Any trace of Ali? - We found tire prints behind the house.

Do you think we can catch up?

You can escape everything except the past.

Except for the past.

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Translation: J. Petersen