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-Hello.
-Hello.

I've been trying since morning.

I couldn't connect with you.
Where are you, anna?

I just escaped death.

Escaped death?

I'll tell you later.

Is that girl still there?

She is still here, anna.

Do you want me to let her go?

Hey!

I'm coming.

Today, I'm not going to
let her go.

Hello, friends!

Welcome back to my channel,
Savari Hunts! I'm your Savari.

Our channel is going to hit a century
of ghost-hunting videos.

That's why I have brought you to
a special place for this special video.

The Ghost Site!

Yes, this place is so special.

Let's listen to what he has to say.

The day is long gone.
I can't come now.

We'll see to it in the morning.
Yes, all right.

Why can't you go now?

We can't travel at night
on this road, bro.

-It's very dangerous.
-Oh.

-Yes, man. That's how--
-Sir, tell me about this site.

Come on, why would we talk
about that? Let's go.

Hey, where are you going
without telling me anything?

Did you see how even hearing
the name made them leave?

To say more about what is here,
what happened here,

there were only two people
who appeared in front of us.

Come on, let's talk to them
and get to know the details.

Thatha.

What's the deal
about the site anyway?

A long time ago, a girl committed
suicide after a guy cheated on her.

Since then, she'd stop by the place
10 km from here

and cling to anyone
who comes there.

Cling to anyone? What else?

The lights next to that place
are always off.

Even after the government repaired
them repeatedly, they won't work.

They got annoyed
and never changed the bulbs again.

Oh, wow! Huh?

They stopped changing the bulbs, so?

Whenever a man goes there,
driving his vehicle alone,

the moment he passes by
the first lamppost that doesn't work,

the vehicle's headlight turns off.

If he continues and
crosses the fourth pillar,

the vehicle itself comes to a stop.

Even if they try a lot,
the vehicle never starts.

The person gets tired,
but the vehicle doesn't start.

If he's still there, the ghost will
find wherever he hides and kill him.

Oh, my! So, what should we do
to not get killed?

Do nothing. Push the vehicle and
cross the lamppost that's on.

Then, the vehicle will start
with a single kick.

-And then?
-What else?

Run away.

So, did any of you see that ghost?

No one has seen it.

Those who did never survived.

Did you see that, friends?

None of them have seen the ghost.

So, who told them about this?

Did the dead body tell them,
or did the ghost tell them?

To help you learn the truth,
I'm now going to that place alone.

Don't forget to like and subscribe
to our channel.

Also, I'll repeat this.

There are no ghosts.
It's all a myth.

I'm recording this video
only to prove these facts.

I repeat.
There are no ghosts!

There are no ghosts!

Hmm.

Perfect!

Starting today,
this will be your place.

Next!

Rain and clouds.

I can see nothing.

Hmm?

Coming, coming.

At your service, ma'am.

Good evening.
How was your day?

I cooked a special dish for you.

Looks like my queen is angry
because I was late.

What can I do?

This place is remote.
I had to finish all the work myself.

So, I was late.

I'm sorry.

Looks like that story
is really interesting.

Open your mouth.

How is it?

As usual.

I asked about the curry.

I was talking about
the story.

What about the story?

Nothing new. Good wins over evil.

Why should it always be
about good or bad?

Why not write something
for this generation?

The Mahabharata spanned
for many years.

But it taught a lesson
to all future generations.

You aren't God to teach lessons.

Anyway, it's not your fault.

You don't know anyone, except me,
beyond these four walls.

If you look at the outside world,
you will know about new things.

There's no need to go outside.

It all depends on this.

I'm a writer.

I can write a story
for any generation.

That's easy to say.

But super difficult to write.

Hello.

I don't have time to prove
anything to anyone.

Listen.

Looks like you forgot something.

After you finish eating,
don't forget to take your medicine.

A story for this generation?

Hmpf!

For this generation...

Got it.

I have to add an element of romance
to the story.

A moonlit night.

Wait, a moonlit night?

A stormy night.

How should it start?

It's a Sunday.

It's midnight,
and it's raining heavily.

A beautiful girl is walking
in the rain,

droplets falling from her hair
like pearls.

Water flowing like a waterfall
over her neck.

She looks like an angel
who has descended on Earth.

While being confused
about which way to go,

she spots a house far away.

She walks towards that house.

She reaches that house,
drenched from head to toe.

She knocks on the door loudly.

Romantic. I can already feel it.

She knocks on the door many times,
but no one answers.

So, she knocks again.

Who is it at this hour?

Hello.

I'm Maya.

I've lost my way.

I don't know where to go
in this rain.

When I looked around,
I saw your house.

If you don't mind, can I stay here
for the night?

Hello? Hello?

Can I stay at your house tonight?

-Please?
-Yeah, sure.

-Please come in. Get inside.
-Thank you.

-Your house is so beautiful.
-Thanks.

I need to thank you for
giving me shelter at such an odd time.

To help someone, you don't need
to know them.

But it's my responsibility
to let you know about me.

I came this way for work.

While I was going there,
it suddenly started raining.

It's very risky to go there
in this heavy rain.

So, I'll go once the rain stops.
You don't have a problem, do you?

It's fine. I'll get you a towel.

Actually...

since it was just one day,
I didn't bring my clothes.

I'm feeling very uncomfortable
in these wet clothes.

Don't worry. I'll be right back.

Strange beauty.

What are you doing this late,
instead of sleeping?

What are you doing?

You asked me to write a story
for this generation, didn't you?

The story has just begun.

Oh! Did you start already?

What are you writing?

"A Rainy Night."

The title is good.

Why don't you tell me?
I'll give you some ideas.

No, thanks.

I apologise for what I said earlier.

Please tell me.

Hmm.

Tell me one thing.

It's raining, and a beautiful girl
comes to your house at midnight.

-What should one do?
-A beautiful girl?

-Did someone come?
-No, no.

Who will come to our house
at this hour?

No chance.

She appears in the story.

If the hero wants to know about her,
what is he supposed to do?

In the story?

Keep it simple in the beginning.

Just like how we ask our guests
if they want tea or coffee.

You don't have to tell me this.
I'll ask this question either way.

I mean I'll write it down.

Fine. You'll write it, right?

If she says coffee, she is classy.

If she says tea, she must be savage.

Oh!

This is how the hero in your story
should get to know the girl slowly.

Thanks. Carry on with your knitting.

Here you go. A sari.

Thanks.

Will you have coffee or tea?

-Vodka?
-Hmm?

I'm freezing.

I think tea or coffee
won't be enough for this weather.

Yeah! Good choice.

Oh! The girl in your story
drinks alcohol?

You said the story should be
for this generation, didn't you?

The girl here drinks alcohol.

Something's strange.

If she asks for alcohol
from a complete stranger,

she isn't that easy
to understand.

Then, how will the hero
get to know her?

There's only one way.

-What's that?
-Girls open up to those close to them.

Even God cannot guess
what's in their heart.

So, how to get close to girls?

Talk to them.

Make them smile.

Attract them.

Above all, praise their beauty.

Oh! That's a lot.

But how to praise her?

Come on.

I only wanted to help.

But looks like you'll have me
write the entire story.

That's enough advice.

Go to sleep.

Vodka?

Nice.

This sari looks beautiful on you.

You gave it to me.

Maybe that's why.

Cheers!

Are you an actress?

Why do you ask?

I have never seen
such beauty anywhere.

You said you came here
for an important work, right?

But tonight... at this place?

I heard that
there's a ghost site nearby.

If someone passes through it alone
at night, their vehicles stop halfway.

Yeah! I've heard about it too.

Everyone thinks
the place is haunted.

I want to know about the ghost
and its wish.

And I want to send the demon
back to where it belongs.

I'm a psychic healer.

I can see spirits.

Why are you laughing?

I laughed at those people
who were afraid of the ghost.

Now you sound like them, and
that's even more foolish to me.

We aren't living in imperial times
but in the age of rockets.

Remember that.

A 6-year-old boy from Nepal

starts talking
like an 80-year-old man.

He precisely mentions an incident
that happened 60 years ago.

This is beyond science.

After seeing such things, people
have stopped believing in doctors

and are getting fooled by trusting
those fake magicians.

So?

Do you need to see to believe?

I said
I won't believe anything blindly.

I don't know anything about you.

There's no way I can know about you

because this is the first time
we are meeting, right?

Hmm.

Give me your hands.

Let me tell you a truth about you
that you haven't told me yet.

I wanted to know her,
but she'll get to know me first.

You are soft-natured,

a good person.

There is someone else
in your thoughts.

A woman.

You aren't alone in this house.
Your wife is with you, isn't she?

Anyone can say this
if I give them a sari to wear.

It's obvious that
there's someone else in the house

and that's my wife.

But she is ill and bedridden.

You are alone in this house
only for her sake.

This isn't a mere deduction, is it?

But how?

Not just ghosts, I can peek into
the conscience of humans too.

You really love your wife.

Your heart is filled
with thoughts of her.

That's true.

Yes.

She is my life.

I fell in love with her
the moment I saw her.

I married her against all odds,
surprising everyone.

But in a few days...
everything fell apart.

What happened to her?

Due to pregnancy complications,
both her legs were left paralysed.

She has been bedridden since.

I'm in this house like this
only for her.

Do you know
who our biggest enemy is?

Time.

If it likes, it gives us everything
even without asking.

And if it doesn't?

It takes everything away from us
without leaving a trace.

Things like our happiness.

What if your wife walks
downstairs miraculously?

What will be your first wish?

She can't, so there's no reason
to have any such wish.

But what if she can?

Just imagine.

I always dance alone.

If she really comes here,
I would like to dance with her.

Romantic!

Fine, then.

Think of me as your wife
and dance with me.

No.

Why not?

Are you afraid you'll forget
your wife if you dance with me?

No way. No one can ever erase her
from my heart.

So, let's dance.

Let's see if I erase it
or it gets erased.

Sure.

Hey...

Sorry, sir! I have to make
an urgent phone call.

-Hello!
-Hello.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-Hey, am I audible?
-Hello.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-Damn!
-Hello.

-Hey, am I audible?
-Hello, tell me.

Hey...

Ghosts are for real, man.

What are you talking about?
I can't understand.

Hello?

-I went to that haunted site alone.
-Huh?

And I think I did something wrong.

Now I feel like
the ghost is following me.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-Hey!
-Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello!

Friends, I'm approaching
the site all by myself now.

Feels like it's about to rain.

Let's wrap up the suspense soon
and go home.

This is an EMF reader.

Some brainless imbecile
invented this.

It is supposed to indicate spirits
and ghosts around us.

Let's find out how useful it is.

Friends, I can see
the light is off there.

That must be the ghost site.

I'm about to go past the first light,
friends.

The moment he passes by the first
pole's light that's turned off,

the vehicle's headlight turns off.

I strongly believe the hype created
by that old man is just a bluff.

Let's find out.

Huh?

Wow! What a coincidence!

But I've already seen
such things before.

Once you pass by the third pole,
the vehicle itself turns off.

That old man said my bike would
turn off once I pass the third light.

Let's find out.

Huh?

What the hell?
It's just as they said.

It's like
someone sketched out a plan.

I'm not scared, regardless.

Just see how it starts back up now.

I filled up the tank
just this morning.

My bike's also playing games
with me today.

Hey! Who's there?

Huh?

Hey!

Who is there?

Huh?

Friends, I guess someone's there.

They must be oblivious to me.

I'll shred their flesh and rip
their skin off if I get hold of them.

Let's go to the top and see.

If someone is there, I'll grab them
by their hair and drag them here.

Hold your position.
I'm coming.

Hey! Who's there?

Are you playing games with me?

I'll thrash you if I find you!

Hold on, I'm coming up.

Wait till I find you
and show you to my fans.

Friends, don't be scared
of the dark. Be brave.

Because courage is
a thrilling adventure.

I can see someone there.

Is that a woman?

She's all alone.

I'm sure
she fought with her husband.

Let's go console her
and drop her home.

Madam.

Madam.

Hello.

Madam?

I heard
there are ghosts and spirits here.

And you're sitting here
passing the time, all casual?

Aren't you scared?

Why are you gasping?

Did you see something scary?

There are no ghosts or spirits
as these people think.

Don't be scared.
Be brave like me.

I have my bike.
Let me drop you home.

Com--

Oh, my God!

Ghost! Ghost!

Huh?

Are you okay?

-Savari?
-Huh?

I've been to many haunted places.

But this experience was phenomenal.

It feels like an illusion.

The rain must've caused the lights
to short-circuit.

The bike turned off since you rode it
in haste up the road.

And it started
when you pushed it along the road.

That's all.
There are no ghosts or spirits.

Oh.

Hey, relax.

Have some water.
I'll get the first-aid kit.

RUN AWAY

Huh?

You shouldn't have made
that mistake.

-Guru.
-Hmm?

-Guru.
-Hmm?

-Is that madam your wife?
-No.

She also showed up
drenched in rain, just like you.

Why would you let a stranger into
your house at this hour?

Why not? Didn't I let you in?

My case is different, Guru.

The ghost I saw there
was also a woman.

Madam wants to know
the ghost's wishes at the ghost site,

fulfil them and send it
where it belongs. A psychic healer.

Do ghosts just go away
if their wishes are fulfilled?

Do you believe that, Savari?

I didn't believe it
till today, Guru.

But after hearing those stories
and witnessing what happened,

I'm bound to believe all that.

What stories?

One person went there all alone,
defying all warnings.

Though his bike broke down,
he stayed there all night.

He was abducted
by a beautiful woman.

And he was found dead, hanging
from a tree the next morning.

Has anyone seen that ghost
until now?

Nobody has.

It seems those who have seen it,
except me, have died.

When nobody has seen the ghost,

did the corpses tell these stories
or the ghost who killed them?

Then who told them
these stories?

The corpses or the ghost
that killed them?

They are just stories, Savari.
Not real.

They are all true.

Both the ghost and the stories
are true.

Your school of thought, I suppose.

If ghosts are real,

we've been living here,
near the ghost site, for months.

Why didn't we see it then?

Anyone can throw a fishing net
in the river.

But only a few
can trap fish in them.

Just because you couldn't find fish
doesn't mean there's nothing in there.

And just because we can't see ghosts
doesn't mean there aren't any.

What's your point?

Do we live lives
blind to the ghosts surrounding us?

Maybe.

You don't blindly believe
in anything.

But you may be living blindly
without learning the truth.

How can one write such stories
without any true inspiration?

Who can come up with them?

People like me write them, and
people like him spread the word.

Listen, Maya.

I can say for sure.

The stories he just narrated
were someone's imagination

because I know how those stories
are crafted,

because... I'm a bloody writer.

I have written many stories
like these.

You can't fool me with your words
like how you fool others.

Guru, are you a writer?

Then let's forget this topic
and discuss your stories.

What do you say?

Please, Guru.

Please.

Okay, sounds right.

Come, let me show you
my library.

You too, please.

Okay. What now? You want me to
accept that ghosts are real.

Is that it? I accept
that ghosts are real.

There's one under the sofa
you're sitting on.

There's one in the wall clock.

One in the water bottle.

This house is filled with ghosts,
for crying out loud.

Okay?

Come on.

You look like a devil with that
sulky expression, not a heroine.

Was that necessary?

Please come with me.

Oh, dear!

What's this? She's leading
the way as if she knows this place.

This way.

Who are all these people, Guru?

People I care about.

This is my library.

Why is this library
so huge, Guru?

Are you done reading
all these books?

No, I wrote them.

What? Did you write all these books?

Did you start writing
as soon as you were born?

These are all my favourites.

Lust, anger, greed,
temptation, pride and jealousy.

The traits that make a man
submissive and stupid.

My stories are more or less
based on these.

-Let's talk over a cup of tea.
-Okay.

What's this? "Incomplete"?

What are these stories about, Guru?

The things that we see and talk
about on a daily basis.

But we couldn't care less
about them.

We just ignore them.

Those types of stories.

Why did you abandon them halfway?

A few stories are easy to start.

But finishing them
is difficult, Savari.

Got it, Guru.

Writer's block.

They say you get new ideas
if you discuss them with someone.

-Why don't you try that?
-Will you listen?

Sure thing, Guru. I'll listen
and give you my opinion.

I mean, listening to your stories
might...

distract me from the ghost site.

Would you like to join us?

Do I have a choice?

Tell me.

Soni, what is this?

If you keep this up, you will ruin
my reputation during the concert.

All my friends and board members
will be there.

I've told them my daughter is
a top-class pianist.

I'll become a laughing stock
if you make such mistakes.

Don't you worry, madam.

I'll stay here all day
and help her practise.

I don't care what you do.

She should be perfect by the time
I return tomorrow, not still practising.

If not,

I'll start disowning you
as my daughter.

Waste!

Is this really my house?

Hmm?

Hey, Subbarao. I asked you to send me
a butler yesterday. Where is he?

No one's agreeing
to work for you, sir.

Why not?

It seems you didn't send Suri home
when his mother passed away.

Poor guy couldn't see his mother
for the last time--

If someone's fate is to die,
they'd die, of course.

You think that oldie would come back
alive if he saw her? No, right?

Shouldn't we be sensitive towards
our house-help's distress?

Are you teaching me, Subbarao?

I asked you for another worker,
so send me one.

I'll pay you how much ever you want.

This time, I need a butler who does
everything I say. No excuses.

I need a hardcore butler.
Do you understand? A demon butler!

Soni?

Soni.

You heard what your mother said.

You're making me and your mother sad
because of your mistakes.

You can do it.

There's some magic in your fingers.

There's an unknown attraction
in you.

You understand what I'm saying,
don't you?

Let's practise, shall we?

Shall we practise?

Hey, who are you?

I'm your butler
to do your housekeeping, sir.

Subbarao sent you already?

-What will you do?
-I'll do anything you tell me, sir.

-Allow me to work, sir.
-Oh, really?

I'll find out if you'll work
or run away right now.

Come here.

Let me see your hand.

He might eat it, assuming
it's a sacred offering.

You can start working.

-Assign me work, sir.
-Hey!

Pass me the remote.

-Give me some work, sir.
-Let me see your hand.

Keep it back.

No matter how many times you try,
you'll keep missing that note

because I didn't give you
that note.

Your mother will get angry
if you miss it.

Your mother will leave you.

Tsk-tsk.

You don't even have a father.

How can you be alone?

How can you?

Let's do this.

I'll give you the note.

Will you give me what I want
in return?

Will you complain to your mother?

If I say you're lying
to avoid practising,

your mother will believe it.

My lies are more valuable
than your honesty here.

Look.

You need that note
to make your mother happy.

If you want that note,

you must do what I say.

Why are you blocking the TV
with your head?

Go away.

-Give me some work, sir.
-Can't you see?

Clean the house!
Should I even tell you that?

What a weird guy!

Awesome.

Give me some work, sir.

Go prepare food.
Must I tell him everything?

Wow!

Chicken, fish, vada, fruits...

What an amazing menu.

Are you the chef?
That's enough.

-Awesome.
-Give me some work to do, sir.

Let me eat, man.

Eating is your job.
Give me some work, sir.

Okay, get the bed ready
in my bedroom.

This idiot isn't letting me
eat in peace.

He's like a demon.
Eating my brain! Damn!

Give me some work, sir.

Give me some work, sir.

Why are you annoying me
at this hour?

Give me some work, sir.

Hey, massage my legs.
I want to sleep.

These are the stories.
How are they?

Not that unique.

You're also saying
the same thing, Savari.

-Who else said it?
-My wife.

Every story has an emotion.

What's new or old
about those emotions?

Okay then, tell me a new climax.

What can be new, Guru?

Let's do something.

Let's give the girl
from the first story a boyfriend.

If we make that teacher
jealous of her boyfriend,

he'll never bother that girl again.

-And you call this new?
-Yes.

Okay, the second one?

In the second story...

if you make that butler ask Harsha
to stop giving him chores to do,

Harsha will be forced to do
his chores on his own.

He'll fire him and hire another one.

I know, right?
So what else can it be, Guru?

The story in the book
is like a human's life.

The story must become longer just as
the reader anticipates its conclusion.

Moreover, the story
must be interesting.

Then, kill them.

Is this a movie that you're asking him
to kill for silly reasons?

Ask her, Guru.

Yes, why kill them?

Molesting children
is not a small crime.

It's a serious offence.

We must kill such kind of men.

Treating humans as slaves just because
you're rich is also a serious sin.

We can kill for that too.

Nice.

We have reasons to kill.

But who's going to die,
and who will do the killing?

Simple. What if a ghost kills them?

Why must ghosts always be evil?
There may also be some good ones.

So, write that a ghost killed them.

This is a new take on it.

It's confirmed.

Guru, may I have a word, please?

-What is it?
-Come on, I'll tell you.

-Come.
-Where to?

Come on, Guru.

-Wait, Savari.
-Just come with me. I'll tell you.

Come on, Guru.

-What happened?
-Let's run away, Guru.

Relax, Savari.
What happened to you?

She's not a human, Guru.
She's a ghost!

Are you crazy?

Had you not come, I could have known
her enough to write about her.

You've not only interrupted my plan,
but also called her a ghost.

So, it's confirmed.

-Did I bring that ghost here?
-Stop it, Savari.

You saw one female ghost,

and now every woman
looks like a ghost to you?

Don't be silly.

Hey, you're filming all this,
aren't you?

So, will you fool me in the end
by saying, "It's a prank"?

Let me see it.
Where is the camera?

That's not true, Guru!

Tell me one thing.

Was she behaving normally
before I showed up?

Fully normal.

So, that old man was right.

What did he say?

He asked me not to turn around
once the bike started.

You must scatter without looking back
once the vehicle starts.

If we look back...

That ghost will cling
to you.

She will follow you around
like a vengeful snake.

And then, she will take
your life away.

That ghost followed me.

It saw her.

And it possessed her.

Should I believe all that?

How can you not, Guru?

Look at this.
It's called an EMF reader.

It can sense spirits when they are
nearby and shows its reading.

When I was beside her,
it beeped non-stop, Guru!

The EMF level looks high for
everything, including you and me.

This looks like a cheap device.
Someone fooled you.

Oh, no, Guru! How can I make
you understand?

She's not human! She's a gh...

I need to use the washroom.

Which room can I use?

I'll show you.

Guru.

I couldn't see her.

Guru. Guru.

Guru!

Guru!

Guru! That's a ghost.
Let's go away.

That ghost will kill us, Guru.
Let's go away.

Her reflection didn't show up
in the mirror!

Let's go away!

Listen to me, Guru.
Let's run away.

It's nothing of the sort, Savari.

I beg of you! Just come out, Guru!

Shall we conclude your stories?

Shall we conclude your stories?

What are you thinking about?

The ghost concept you just mentioned
seems unique.

This generation might like it.

But I don't believe in ghosts.

Never even imagined it as a story.

It might take some time
to introduce a ghost all of a sudden.

Then, hold my hands and
think about it with your eyes closed.

You can come up with something new
right here, right now.

Do you read minds
and change their thoughts as well?

Let's start.

Wait, where's Savari?

Savari!

Hurry up, I'm revealing the climax
of those stories.

Not that story. It appears that
my story will find its climax.

If I die by her hands now,

I'll turn into a meme
for getting killed by a ghost.

I won't let that happen.

I'll run away.

-I'll run away.
-Savari.

If you like the climax,

you can upload these stories
to your channel.

You'll become popular.
Come on.

Hi.

Our channel has
100,000 subscribers now.

Can you believe it?

Are you happy now?

What happened?

Hi.

Hi.

Look, Savari.

Our videos brought us only 100,000
subscribers in an entire year.

But that guy already has
one million subscribers.

If you think about it,

instead of making videos with you
and getting popular,

I'd rather follow a popular guy
and have a great future.

-Do you get it?
-No.

Bye.

Hey.

Bye.

I finally got a chance to get popular
after such a long struggle.

If I shoot a video of a ghost,

forget a million, I might even
get 100 million subscribers!

Risking it all for this video
is not wrong.

-Hey!
-Sorry.

I won't let you leave
till the story is finished.

Sit, Savari.

Shall we start?

Sorry, Amma.

I couldn't become the kind
of daughter you wanted me to be.

You don't have to tell anyone
that I'm your daughter anymore.

That's why I'm leaving.

Good girl.

Come in.

Sit.

I'll be right back.

This is the spot she will hit
the wrong note.

How did she play it correctly?

How did she know the note?

What is this?

I'm massaging your legs, sir.

Hey, these are my legs.
Do you think they're sticks?

My legs are all swollen!

Get away!

Give me some work, sir.

Let me deal with Subbarao first.

Why did that stupid dimwit send you?

Oh, goodness!

You squeezed them to death.

What does he take my legs for?

Hey, Subbarao! Whom did you send?

-Who, sir?
-The butler you sent.

He keeps asking me to give him work
during ungodly hours, like a demon!

Can't you check
before sending someone?

You told me about it
in the evening.

How could I have
sent someone by the night?

I asked for two days, didn't I?

Are you telling me
you didn't send him?

I didn't send anyone, sir.

I would've told you if I did.

Hello? Sir, can you hear me?
Hello?

Give me some work, sir.

Who the hell are you?

You were the one who asked for
a demon butler, right?

I'm that demon.

-Give me some work, sir.
-No work. Get out at once.

When my previous boss
didn't give me any work,

I killed him.

You'd kill me
if I don't give you work to do?

You don't believe me, do you?

Give me some work, sir.

I don't want you to work for me.

Take all the money you want
and leave.

-Leave me alone.
-Give me some work, sir.

-No.
-No?

Then, die.

The endings are really nice.

If I'm a writer,
you're a ghost writer.

By the way, what do you think?

Savari, what happened to you?

Guru, let me run away.

Why do you want to run away instead
of listening to stories, Savari?

What's with those horrors, Guru?

A musical instrument
killing the teacher...

Harsha getting slaughtered
by the butler...

-What are these, Guru?
-Horror stories, Savari.

There won't be any logic.

Be honest, Guru.

Were you the one who came up
with those ideas or...

I didn't think up these ideas.

It was all her.

Then, how did you tell me
their endings?

I held her hands, didn't I?

-That's how I got them.
-Meaning she has some powers, right?

Yes.

Which means she's not human,
is she?

If not a human,
she must be the devil, right?

I can't accept you
calling her a devil, Savari.

She entered your mind
without your knowledge

and made you write horror stories.

So, she's not human. She's a ghost.

She's the devil, Guru! She is!

She's the devil, Guru. A devil!

Guru, maybe she's started
the first stage.

The power's also gone.

Calm down, Savari.

There's a power cut because of rain.

Guru, there's no ghost there!

Guru, the ghost has vanished.

You called that woman a ghost.

She felt bad and left.

Maya?

Maya!

Why are you calling a ghost
so sweetly, Guru?

Don't get so worked up.

I'm most certain
she's a ghost, Guru.

Let's escape immediately, Guru!

Guru! Where did you go?

She has started her second stage,
I suppose.

The chair is rocking on its own.

-Savari, Savari!
-Guru.

-What happened? Get up.
-Guru!

Guru, the ghost just went there.

Let's see.

No, Guru.
Let's run away.

I'm leaving.

Oh, man!

Wait, Guru. I'm coming with you!

The third stage.
She has closed the door.

My nose was about to break.

Wait, Guru.

There's nothing here. Come.

Guru.

Fourth stage, Guru.

She's tossing away the books.

Damn it.

Guru, the ghost!

Ghost!

-Oh, my!
-What happened?

Guru.

Let's run away, Guru.

It's the final stage, Guru.

She may kill us, Guru.

Guru.

-Maya.
-Guru.

Wait, Savari.

What happened to you, Maya?

Why are you asking her, Guru?

I've been telling you that
it's the same ghost I saw at the site.

Don't panic, Savari.

-Maya!
-Oh, my God.

What is this, Guru?

Guru.

She's here, Guru.

Guru.

Find out the ghost's wish.

It'll leave us
if we fulfil it, right?

So, find out her wishes, Guru.

Are you crazy?
I don't believe in ghosts.

What do you mean?
It's right in front of you.

Please keep your beliefs aside
and find out its wishes.

Okay.

I don't know who you are.

Tell me your demands.

Will you fulfil it?

I sure will if I can.

I died without getting married.

I want to adorn myself with jewels
and look like a bride.

Can you fulfil it?

Okay. Will you leave her alone
if I fulfil your wish?

Hmm.

-Wait here.
-Guru. Guru.

Hello, ma'am.

Mine, mine...
It's all mine!

I'll wear them.

My bangles.

Necklace.

A gold belt.

How do I look?

Am I beautiful?

Your wish has been fulfilled.
Now, leave her body and go.

Already? Let me take a look
at myself.

Show her.

Me?

This is not me.

This is not me.
Someone else took my place.

This is not me.

Not me. It's someone else.

It's not you.
Leave her body and go!

Nobody can take my place.

Maya!

Maya.

Maya!

What happened, Guru?

She's dead.

There was a ghost possessing her.

Now, she has become a ghost too.

Now there are two ghosts
in this house.

Savari, stop ranting about ghosts.

Now tell me what to do
with this corpse.

Don't ask me
like I'm some professional killer.

You do something.

What if we throw this corpse
into the lake?

Or make it look like a suicide
by placing it on the railway tracks?

Otherwise, let's chop it into pieces

and throw them in the jungle
to feed the animals?

Not one idea sounds simple.

The last one is extremely violent.

I say let's go to the cops, Guru.

Cops will throw us both behind bars
if we tell them.

What did we do?

We were simply listening
to your crazy stories.

She was the one who got possessed.

It was she who caused this chaos.

Finally, she killed herself.

Our character involvement is zero
in this great story, Guru.

We know that.

Why would the cops believe it?

They won't believe it
if we tell them.

-But what if we show them?
-Really? How?

Like this.

Super, Savari.

Let me see it.

This isn't me! It's not!

Someone else has taken my place.

If we show this to them,
it won't be just a murder.

-They'll think we raped and killed her.
-Damn it!

I took such a risk for this, Guru.

It's all in vain now.

It's okay.

What can we do now?

This is your house, your Maya,
your corpse.

I have nothing to do with this!

But the ghost is yours.

Keep that in mind.

It was you who brought the ghost
here from the ghost site.

I don't understand my fate, Guru.
Why are those ghosts after me?

It's not a ghost site, Guru.
It seems to be a ghost den!

Shh!

Did the forest department
show up?

We must know what happened.

Could be a fake call.

Ashok, ask the driver to call me
on this number.

I'll share my location.

Who is it at this hour, Guru?

Guru!

It's my wife.

Yeah.

Yes, man.

This is Prakash from
the Crime Branch, Special Ops.

Yeah, my vehicle broke down
on the way.

-Okay, I'll send you my location.
-Guru.

-Pick me up.
-Police.

You need directions...

-On reaching that road...
-Why are the cops here, Guru?

Take a right from there and
on the left side... Hurry up.

Guru, I guess this is how feels to be
stuck between a rock and a hard place.

-Hello?
-Hello, Ashok. Am I audible?

Yeah, there's no network here.

Fine, it may take some time for me
to come. You take care of everything.

Shh!

Did anyone from
the forest department come?

Inquire about what happened.

It could be a fake call.

Ashok, give my number to the driver
and ask him to call me.

-I'll share the location.
-Who is it, Guru?

Guru.

My wife.

Yeah.

Yes, man.

I'm Special Officer Prakash.
Crime Branch.

-Yeah, I was on my way.
-Why is the police here?

Savari, stay here.

-Let me go and talk to my wife.
-Guru.

There is a dead body here
and a policeman there.

Are you leaving me alone?
I can't handle it.

Don't be scared.

We have to face such situations
with courage.

What happened?

I heard some noise.

Noise? I didn't hear anything.

Tell me the truth.
Someone came to our house, right?

Who is it?

Hello. I'm Maya.
I'm a psychic healer.

I can see spirits.

She is a ghost!

It's mine! Let me wear it!

Guru. Police.

Even the police are here?

No one will believe us if we say
that a ghost killed the girl.

They'll definitely arrest you.

Every time we try to be happy
some problem occurs.

I'm still haunted
by those memories.

If I lose you again,
I won't be able to take it anymore.

Sandhya.

Don't panic.

Nothing bad will happen.

That's why, I asked you not to
allow strangers into our house.

You didn't listen to me.

Now, do you realise that being too
compassionate creates new issues?

Calm down, Sandhya.
Don't panic.

I can't live without you.

Don't leave me.

Sandhya.

I'm giving you my word.

I won't do anything that
separates me from you. Okay?

Calm down. I'll take care.

Relax.

The police are about
to break the door down,

and you're here having fun
with your wife.

She got scared when I told her
what happened.

Of course. Do you think
this is an ordinary scenario?

-Hear that?
-Let's go.

He isn't our brother-in-law to
welcome him together at the door.

Act normal and take a seat.

What about the corpse?

Thank God!

I assumed nobody was there

because the door did not open
for long.

I guess I'm lucky.

My vehicle broke down.

I called my assistant.

If it's okay,
can I stay here till they come?

Can I...

-Yes, please come in.
-Oh, thank you.

Nice antiques.

Lovely paintings.

Hmm?

Even the floor looks good.

I'm sure you'd need at least ten
maids to clean up this huge house.

Hi.

I'm Prakash, an officer
on Special duty, Crime Branch.

I'm sorry for disturbing you
at this hour.

-Your name?
-I'm Ravi Varma.

He is my friend, Savari.
He creates ghost-hunting videos.

Ghost-hunting videos?

Did you ever come across a ghost?

We can only see it if it exists.

It's all just a hallucination!

What the...

One minute.

Hello.

Found the dead body?

Where?

Under the sofa?

Okay, I'll be there
once the vehicle comes here.

Try to manage till then.

Sir, what corpse is it?

Deer's corpse.

Oh, a deer's?

I thought you meant a human corpse.

Is it possible to keep
a human's corpse under a sofa?

A sofa of at least this size
is needed to hide a human corpse.

This much space will be sufficient.

Your house is beautiful.

-When was it built?
-Long ago, in my grandfather's time.

So, around 100 years ago?

Why is he quiet?

-Huh?
-Hmm.

Oh! You're here?

-Was it built 100 years ago?
-Even before that.

One must be lucky to live off
their grandfather's money.

And then there's
my grandfather...

-The situation is worse.
-Hmm?

Blood.

I did enjoy my life too.

Looking at your house,
I am craving a strong peg.

-Tell me. Shall we enjoy?
-Sir!

You should leave, sir.
There's a corpse waiting.

It's just a deer.

Sir, no matter what the creature is,
any living thing has a soul.

Every soul has a desire.

If the desire is not fulfilled,
it becomes a ghost.

-It will keep roaming around us, sir.
-You ruined my mood.

Tell him.

Sir, your assistants may be here.
Even the rain has stopped.

They'll call me once they get here.

Hello.

Where?

You're here already?

I'm coming.

You are so eager to kick me out.

Guru! Guru! Don't!
Please, Guru!

Guru, please listen to me!
Please, Guru!

If you feel like
calling me--

So, this is my card.

You can call me anytime.

Thank you.

Let's chill with a couple of
bottles of alcohol someday.

Oh, sure.

Let's go.

Guru, what's this? Were you
planning to kill him for real?

I almost lost my mind, wondering
how you'll go about it!

Yes, Savari.

It's good that you stopped me.

I would have killed him for fear
of being caught.

It's enough, Guru. I'll leave now.

-He would have killed him, he says!
-Where are you going?

That policeman saw us.

You will be caught
if I get caught.

So, what should we do now?

Shut up and come!

Be careful, Savari.
She might get hurt.

Do you think she is a patient
in a hospital or something?

It's a corpse.

We have to show her respect
until she is one with the Earth.

Oh-ho! You gave her a peg when she entered.
See if she wants one more now.

Respectfully.

Bring the rope from that drawer.

-Guru!
-Come on.

The soul might feel bad
if we wrap her up like this.

"The soul might feel bad"?

Looking at your sincerity,

I think you might call others and
perform her last rites.

Just wrap it up.

Guru.

I guess someone is coming.

Didn't you lock the front door
when you came inside?

I guess I forgot in my worry.
Why didn't you lock it?

You were worried? Do you think I was
relaxing in a massage parlour?

I was more worried than you!

We are caught, bro.

Surprise!

Oh, no!

You managed to hide everything

except for the murder weapon
on the table.

Oh! What a miss!

She looks like
a golden flower!

Who killed this beautiful girl?

You?

You?

Or did the both of you

rape and murder her?

I'm asking this because,

if it's just murder, you'll be
imprisoned for 14 years.

If it is a case of rape along
with murder,

you will be in jail forever.

If it's a kidnap, rape and murder,

encounter!

That's the latest trend.

What did you do?
Who did it all?

If you don't come out with it,

I'll use the last option first.

Encounter!

Encounter?

Guru, tell him what
actually happened.

No one killed her.

-She stabbed herself.
-Yes, sir.

What?

A ghost! She is a ghost!

That ghost entered the girl's body

and instead of killing you both,
she killed herself.

Yes, sir.

You expect me to believe that?

That's what happened, sir.

Sir.

You said we were your friends.

You said you'll bring
two bottles of alcohol for us.

Why would we lie to you, sir?
It's the truth. Please trust us!

You sheltered me from the rain.

Okay, you're my friend.

I trust you.

But the police and court
won't trust you.

They will only consider the place
where the corpse was found.

And the people who were
present there.

I don't know about them.
But tell me what you want.

I am ready for anything and willing
to give you anything.

I appreciate your clarity.

I want Rs. 25 lakh.

-Spot payment.
-Sir!

-Per head? Or both of us combined?
-Hey.

Sir, give me a month.
I'll sell my channel and pay you.

I swear to God!

Or tell me if you have
any EMI options. I'll give it to you.

Do you think this is a Dussehra
festive offer for it to wait?

This is your life.

I'll give it.

Come.

Nice.

Stay here.

Hmm.

Rs. 25 lakh.

Tell me what to do now.

What happened here?

Nothing.

Let's destroy all the evidence.
Come on.

Okay.

These people are making a social
media celebrity bury a corpse.

Damn it!

I came back to record a video
instead of running away.

I should hit myself
with my own slippers.

Maybe this is what
we call self-incrimination.

Damn! Look at you both standing
like umpires in a cricket match.

Why don't you help me instead
of staring at me like that?

The encounter offer on your head
is still up for the taking.

No, sir. Give me the body.
I'll bury it.

It's my wife. Wait a minute.
I'll be back.

Goodness!

-I have to do this too?
-Come.

There's this dead body and
then there's me.

Damn it!

Sir! Ghost!
Oh, God! Ghost!

The devil woke up! It's standing!

Sir! Ghost, sir!
There's a ghost!

Sir! There's a ghost! My God!

Sir! Please save me! Sir! Please!
It's a ghost!

Sir! Sir! That's a ghost!
Please save me!

Shh!

They stopped changing the bulbs, so?

Whenever a man goes there,
driving his vehicle alone,

the moment he passes by
the first lamppost that doesn't work,

the vehicle's headlight turns off.

If he continues and
crosses the fourth pillar,

the vehicle itself comes to a stop.

Even if they try a lot,
the vehicle never starts.

The person gets tired,
but the vehicle doesn't start.

You don't believe me,
do you?

You don't believe me,
do you?

It'll show you the location.

What are you talking about?

He lives alone,
serving his wife.

We will go, rob him
and come back with the money.

Is there money for real?

Wealth like
you've never seen before.

One crore for each of us.

"Sandhya Nilayam."

What do you want, sir?

Two cups of tea.

As soon as he passes the
lighted lamp post, the vehicle starts.

-And then?
-What else? Run away.

So, did any of you see
that ghost?

No one has seen it.

Those who did
never survived.

Is he saying the truth?

He is crazy, sir. He keeps
blabbering nonsense.

Ignore him, sir.

Darling,

-shall we rob them?
-Rob who?

Looks like
there's a rich person over there.

He lives alone,
taking care of his wife.

Who told you this?

Some old men here.

Old men?

What if we risk trusting them and
end up with nothing?

Last month,
when we searched Shetty's house,

We only found Rs. 10,000.

But when we threatened to kill
his daughter, we got Rs. 10 lakh.

Who knows where luck lies?

If we don't find anything there,
let's be their guest for the night.

If we find something, let's become
the ghost that he never forgets.

Let's go. It's been a while
since I acted.

What's the plan?

As usual, plan A.

I'll go alone inside.

I'll check out what and
how much is inside the house.

I'll engage him in conversation,
seduce him and capture everything.

If someone interferes with our plan,
I'll give a signal accordingly.

Who will it be this time?

I'll say it again.
Ghosts aren't real.

Ghosts are not real!

I'm the devil!

Devil, Guru! She is a ghost!

I want Rs. 25 lakh right now.

Ghost, sir! Ghost!

-Sir, ghost!
-Shh!

I'll rip your vocal cords
if you say a word!

What? What are you looking at?

Are you scared?

Leave me! Please! I'll run away!

I won't tell anyone about you.

Trust me! Please!

Hey! You people are greedy
just for content.

That said,

how do you want me to believe
that you won't tell anyone about this?

I'll delete you and your video.

No one will find out
if we kill and bury him right here.

I suppose this is what we call
"digging your own grave."

It's a waste to scare him
anymore, Maya.

Let's keep him.

He'll share a hand in our crimes.

What crime is pending?

We got the money we needed.

Let's go.

Are you crazy?

Just because you asked,
he didn't hesitate even for a minute

and gave you Rs. 25 lakh right away.

Then, imagine how much more
could be in there.

Crores.

Thinking it was a ghost,
he took out all the jewels he had.

Poor fellow!

You took a look in there, right?

All are antique pieces.

Each piece will be worth lakhs.

Until now,

we've only hunted small kills,
like rabbits and deer.

This time we've found ourselves
a golden elephant.

One shot and our lives
will be set.

Hey, come with us.

Or you'll die.

Sir, don't do this.

What is it? Why are you anxious?

I fear what is happening below.

Nothing happened to you, right?

What will happen to me?

I managed that situation with
the help of money.

No more worries.

We can be happy together.
Okay?

It's a tough one, darling.

This lock is as old as this house.

It can be opened only with
the original key.

-What to do?
-What else can we do?

Let's catch him and ask.

It might be a problem
if he gets to know about us.

God only gives
one golden chance.

If we hesitate to take it, then
God will hesitate to give it again.

Fine, come on.

Don't worry.

No one can separate us.

Lie down. Let me send them off.

Okay?

Is it done?

-Brother. One tea.
-How many?

Here.

I saw that.

I want a peg.

My business is already slow, and
I have to put up with this guy!

I'll give you Rs. 1 crore.

Will you come with me?

When people like you
talk about crores,

it means there's no value for money.

There's a big mansion nearby.

A millionaire lives there
all alone.

If we both rob him tonight,

you and I will get
Rs. 1 crore each.

Why should I trust you?

-Because I'm telling you.
-Who are you?

I'm a madman.

You son of a...

You don't trust me, do you?

You can look for "Sandhya Nilayam"
on your phone.

You'll find the way.

Really?

What are you talking about?

He lives alone, serving his wife.

We will go, rob him
and come back with the money.

Is there money for real?

Wealth like
you've never seen before.

One crore for each of us.

-What do you want, sir?
-Two cups of tea.

Is he saying the truth?

He is crazy, sir. He keeps
blabbering nonsense.

Ignore him, sir.

I'll go alone and rob
those two crores.

Do you think he's dead?

Hey, wake up.

Wake up.

I'm sorry.

The stories that I told you
were fictitious, just like yours.

None of them are true.

I trusted you.

I treated you as my guest.

I never thought you'd do this.

Savari?

You too?

Who gives a damn about your trust?

All we want is money.

Where's the locker key?

Here.

That key was just here.

It's missing now.

I gave you Rs. 25 lakh.

If you want,
I'll give you five more.

Please go away.

Leave.

We're not here to gather donations
with the money you give us.

We are here to rob.

Where is it?

Where is the key?
Tell me.

Tell me!

That's enough. Stop it now.

Madam, what are you looking at?
Ask him to stop or he'll die.

-Please.
-Tell me.

Hmm!

I'll spare you if you tell me
where the key is.

For my wife's operation
and her medications

as well as our survival,
it's the only source.

If you rob everything,
I won't be able to save her.

I can't live without her.

Please forget it.

Leave me alone.

Do you understand? His life depends
on the caged bird upstairs.

Go and bring her.

No. No.

Don't go to her.

I'll give you the key.

I'll give you the key.

I'll give it to you.

Give me the key.

Where did you get that?

What the...

F-Fine.

Careful.

Hey, Savari.
Don't act smart.

Yes.

What's this?

I thought it was just one locker.
But there's a bank of lockers here.

Who the hell is this guy?

Not just seven weeks,

this jewellery and money will be
sufficient for seven lives.

What's this?

Damn!

Did you find anything?

Hey.

There's not a single penny
in that room.

There is only trash in the lockers!

Where did you hide your money?

So, you won't speak, right?

Your wife will.

Please don't go.

Don't harm her.
Please leave her alone.

Please. Please.

Please!

Don't go. Leave her alone!

Don't harm her.

No.

Don't go.

Guru.

Don't look at me like that, Guru.

I don't have anything to do
with this.

They threatened me and
brought me here.

Guru, I'll untie these ropes.

Run away from here.

Come back once they're gone.

Guru, life is more important
than money.

If necessary, use this.

Okay.

Your wife will be all right, Guru.
Please leave.

Maya...

It's a trap, Maya.
Come.

Damn!

Let's go. Move.

When did his wife die?

He's narrating stories to his guests,
with her corpse in the house.

That psycho fucker!

She's my life.

I fell in love with her when
I first saw her.

No way. No one can ever erase her
from my heart.

Not just narrating stories,

but he's also killing those
who come to his house.

-What?
-All stories were in those books.

The numbers on those books
are also on the lockers.

Moreover, the items in the locker
were described in his stories.

So, those are not just stories.

But facts.

Then, why was that psycho silent
when we tortured him?

Let's go.

He got away.

Maya.

Maya!

Prakash!

Did you learn the truth?

Ah!

What do you mean, Guru?
Run away before they come.

Whose house is this?

Yours.

Then, why should I leave?

Because they are dangerous.

You don't understand.

I'm even more dangerous.

Guru.

No, Guru. I was once fooled
by loving the wrong girl,

and you were fooled
by trusting the wrong girl.

Guru, men who get deceived
by women are not bad.

Ignore that. You don't understand
what cruel psychopaths they are.

What are you trying to do
now, Guru?

Wait and see.

Did you see that, Guru?

They have started it again.

Listen to me, Guru.
Please run away.

Maya!

Prakash!

Where are you?

I'm coming!

This is how you ask someone
to kick your ass, Guru.

They cut it.

Guru, do you see what psychos
they are?

They even cut the cables.

Guru.

Wait, Guru.

Maya.

You started this game.

So, you should end it as well.

Guru! Guru.

Maybe he's gone mad
after getting struck on his head.

Wait, Guru.

Guru.

I don't know where he went
in this darkness.

Guru.

Guru.

Where is he?

Guru, where are you?

Guru! He doesn't understand.

I'll be killed if they find him because
I'm the one who freed him.

The pit I dug is still there.

Where are you, Guru?

They managed everything
as per their narration.

But how did she manage to disappear
from her reflection in the mirror?

Shh!

Hey. Hey!

Shh!

Shut up. Shut up.

Don't shout.

Shh.

Shh.

Sir, please don't kill me.

-I beg of you, sir.
-Don't speak so loudly.

He'll come here if he hears us.

Sir, please leave him too.

He's very innocent, sir.

Hey, he's not as innocent
as you think.

He's a psychopath.

-He's not a psycho. You are.
-Hey.

We are psychos, right?

-Say another word and I'll kill you.
-Then look at her, sir.

He gave her a sari
when she was drenched in rain.

He gave the money as soon as
you asked.

He narrated stories to us, sir.

-He's very innocent.
-Okay. Just think about it.

Who does such big favours
these days?

He kills everyone who visits and
hides their belongings in lockers.

Then, he writes stories about them.

Once you're killed, your EMF reader
will be in the same locker.

Do you understand now?
Idiot!

Say whatever you want. But I won't
believe that he's a psycho.

-He's still thinking about his wife.
-Hey, asshole!

He still thinks
that his dead wife is alive.

He's crazy, living alone, serving
and cooking for a dead wife!

He gave his wife's sari to me.
Yuck!

Whatever, but I don't believe you.

Is that so?

You don't trust us, right?
Come with us.

Go and greet his wife.
Go.

Hey. Shh!

-It's not a human in there!
-Hey.

Hey, stop it.
That's what I'm trying to tell you.

He kills people who visit this house
and narrates those stories for survival.

He...

Come. Let's get out of here.

-Come.
-Come.

This way.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Maya!

Maya, are you okay?

Maya, get up.

What happened?

Maya.

Sir, lift her.

Maya.

Oh, shit!

Maya, wake up.

Maya.

Maya, wake up.

Maya, get up.

Shush.

Maya.

Maya.

Wake up, Maya.

Maya.

Maya. Maya!

Maya.

Maya, wake up.

Maya, wake up.
Let's move!

We don't have enough time, Maya.
He's coming.

Maya, let's go.

Get up. Get up!

See if he's coming.

We need to escape.

Maya, let's get out of here!

He's almost here.

He's coming, Maya.

He's coming, Maya!

Maya, wake up!

Wake up, Maya.

-Get up, Maya.
-God, I never asked you anything.

God, please save me this one time.

-Who's it?
-Tea master.

-Tea master?
-Yes.

Why is the tea master here?

Who is he?

Maybe he's the one
that old man told me about.

Who are you?

That is irrelevant.

Are you the master of this house?

No. I'm the servant of this house.

Servant?

You don't look like that.

You are so tall.

How did you hurt your head?

-I fell.
-You should be careful.

Why did that old man tell me
only one person lives here?

Okay. Will you help me if I pay you?

I'll do anything if you pay me.

Tell me.

I'm here to kill
your master and steal his money.

I'll give you some money from it.

What is he doing?

Oh, damn!

Why is he locking
the door?

He's a servant, right?
He's too cautious.

He locked the main door.

He locked it?

Damn!

Shit!

We are completely locked.

Maya!

Where is he?

-Is he upstairs?
-Yes.

Okay. Go and bring him.

I'll be ready.

-Be careful.
-Okay.

Steady.

Steady.

It's a very big house.

Come. Come.

Okay. Nothing happened
to you, right?

Are you okay?

Maya, we are completely trapped.

Maya, wake up.
Wake up.

There's no way out.

What should we do?

We have only two options.

Either we get killed by him,

-or we kill him.
-What do you mean?

It is not as easy as disappearing
from the mirror's reflection.

-He looks like a psycho. Let's run.
-Hey.

Where will you go?
We're completely locked.

There's no way out.

Killing him is the only way we have.

So, shh!

Maya.

Maya, come on.

We can't wait.

Let's go.

Come.

Careful.

Come.

Come.

One, two, three.

The old man told me
only one person lives here.

But I can see many people here.

-How many more are in there?
-Hey!

Where is he?

Who? That servant?

He's not a servant.

He's the master of this house.

I missed him.

What do you want to do with him

We want to kill him.

Maybe this old man told
many others.

Hey, where is he?

He... went upstairs.

Do I have to share it
with all these people?

Oh. Did he start his game?

This is the first time
we have came across such a guy.

Let's go and kill him.

Hey! You had a lot of fun
killing guests and creating stories.

We will put an end to your story.

Hey.

Where are you, you psycho fucker?

We keep finding more rooms
as we go on.

I don't know where we are right now.

He...

Looks like these things
belong to an ancient, royal era.

Maybe this is his storeroom.

Storeroom?

Then where did these sounds come
from till now?

Hey.

What?

What is it?

He looks just like him.

Could be his great-grandfather.

Not his great-grandfather.
It's him.

Hey, have you gone mad
after looking at all these things?

What do you mean it's him?

Only the birth date is mentioned
here. No date of death.

Has he still not died?

Boss, it's not that.
He's the ghost!

He's the ghost!

RUN AWAY

My wife.

Since you were here, I assumed
it was all done by you.

But he was doing all this.

Maya!

Shit! Move it!

Is the master inside?

I'm coming.

I'll finish you today.

Oh, my God!

We have been in an abandoned
house all this while?

Welcome to my world.

Welcome to my world.

Maya, now!

Maya!

Welcome to our world.

This way.

So far, you have heard
the stories I have written.

Now, you'll see my life story.

My inheritance crowned me
the king of the Brundhana kingdom.

There was nothing
that my kingdom lacked.

Prosperity, opulence,

vengeance and envy being part of it.

Torturing yourself will not change
your destiny, Veera.

Destiny!

Despite coming from a royal family,

it is my destiny not to be in
a position of authority.

Because I wasn't born first,

my entire line of descendants
is being pulled back.

We remain a slave,
as the king's brother's family.

If the time of birth determines
who takes the throne,

I would have fought with
the Almighty to be born first.

I'm sure I wouldn't have had
to perish in insult every day.

Regret will not make you king.

You have to fight.

Tell me how I can become the king.

I will sever any number of heads
to alter my fate.

I'm the minister of this kingdom.

Do you want me to be
guilty of treason?

Rudhra.

Time is never the same.

It changes its colours
like the changing seasons.

Rudhra!

Veera bore a grudge against me,
yearning for the king's power.

Oh, Lord. The King of Kings.

With prestige and dignity, we beckon
Ravi Vardana Veera Varma. Long live!

Salutations to His Majesty.

Your Majesty, he is an ambassador
from the West.

He has come here to make
a business deal with us.

Business with them is
profitable for us.

As a part of the business plan,

I explained to him your desire

to battle against your old enemy,
Indrajit.

Our friend gave us
a useful piece of advice.

But, Your Majesty,

a war with Indrajit will result
in untold loss of wealth and people.

Now we must use the strategy
used by Western countries.

Deception.

Yes, Your Majesty.

Invite Indrajit and Sandika,
and bury them here.

Capture their kingdom.

What does he want in exchange
for his advice?

-Well...
-Mr. Rudhra.

Your friendship, My Highness!

I would like to present our tastes.

And let me present
the most exquisite beauty.

Get ready with the feast.

It is bravery if Indrajit
is defeated in war.

And using deception for it
will be a witty skill.

Everyone liked my decision.

Except one.

My caretaker.

Sandhya.

Hmm.

Sandhya?

Your Majesty, my orders!

Hmm!

A routine task.

But today she lost her grip.

Why?

Courageous enough to fight
against injustice.

Gracious enough to stand up
and defend if necessary.

That's our king.

Our divinity!

I consider myself fortunate
to have assisted you all this time.

But for the sake of business
and physical pleasure,

you've become cheap enough
to use deceit and win the war.

Forget being a king, you are not
even good enough to be called a man.

What you're doing is wrong!

-How dare you go against our king?
-Malli.

Will you kill your own sister
for the sake of your king?

The general secretary's strategy
of Rudra Vyuham was all set.

Hearing it's a feast arranged by
Ravi Vardana Veera Varma,

I expected the presence of great
kings from all over the country

and hundreds of his subjects.

May I know why this dinner is held
secretly with only a few people?

After all, what can we gain
from a battle?

Dead bodies that even the scavengers
won't feed on.

A pool of blood that
even the sun's rays cannot dry.

To think of it, our friendship
will benefit others more

than our enmity would.

If you agree,
then accept this feast.

Your Majesty.

Your suspicion is justified.

Enemies turning into friends overnight
is difficult for a king to accept.

When a foreigner is trying to
deceive me in the name of business,

I am not a fool who cannot see
the intention behind it.

Neither is his practice of profiting
from the agony of others is good,

nor are you principled
for accepting his deal.

As a reward for the service of
your forefathers for this kingdom,

I'm letting you leave
without killing you.

You, who harbours ill will towards
my people,

are now banished from my kingdom!

Leave!

Don't panic!

It's not our practice to
persecute women.

This is the land where a woman is
respected, just as a mother.

Make arrangements to send her
back to her country.

Forgive me, Your Majesty.

I couldn't understand
your intentions and blamed you.

I'm ready to accept any punishment.

Then, marry me.

I am your servant, Your Majesty.

My place is at your feet.

Being a queen is not about enjoying
royal comfort and living in luxury.

It is to direct the king towards
the right path when he is doing wrong.

The minute you questioned me,

that's the moment you secured
your place here.

Throughout your life,
remember the king's duties

and serve the common good,
as my wife.

That's your punishment.

While many were surprised
by our wedding,

a few lost their minds from wrath.

Vakuntala!

Calm down.

Vakuntala.

Why are you doing this?

I thought my beauty will
capture his attention,

and he'll hover around me
like a honeybee.

But he married that slave

and made her the queen.

When I look at them
having fun together,

I burn with rage!

I want to kill them!

If not that, I want to give up
on my life, Father.

When you were born, I dreamt of
making you his queen.

But now a girl from nowhere
has shattered my dreams.

Do you think your father
is going to sit quietly?

Then?

What can you do?

Can you go against him?

I will do whatever it takes to make
you the queen of that kingdom.

This is my oath!

A king's character can be
judged by observing his friends.

And his strength can be
known by analysing his enemies.

Didn't I tell you, Rudhra?

Circumstances never remain the same.

As it changes its nature,
our direction changes too.

The change of nature won't
gain us anything now, Veera.

It will.

Forget his nature. What if the king
himself gets replaced overnight?

His Majesty?

I may not be able
to change his birth.

But I can create his death.

I understand, Veera.

Though we may have the strength
to hunt a deer in a jungle,

we can't hunt a lion.

Pasupathy who wanted
to make his daughter a queen,

Rudhra who carried
a deep rage against me

and Indrajit who brimmed
with envy and hate for me,

all the wolves teamed up to
hunt the lion,

including Malli whom I trusted
the most.

A war against him?

We'll be beaten and banished
by our people.

Hmm.

Not a war.

But techniques used by the
Western countries to find justice.

Deception.

The robbers broke in and
killed the king.

The jewels were robbed by them.
Make everyone believe this happened.

A kingdom without a king is like
prosperity without any security.

And when a king dies, the position
goes to his younger brother.

Let everyone know that Hari Vardana
Veera Varma is the next king, uncle.

I should be crowned king
by the next full moon.

The royal wedding should take place
by the end of this month.

And I should become the king
and rule this kingdom.

A group of hungry wolves
can not only...

hunt down a lion

but also destroy an entire forest.

Let the countdown begin, Veera.

This isn't Kurukshetra to begin
by blowing a conch shell.

This is the dark side
of man.

The trust I had built,
surrounded me and wanted me dead.

You've committed a mistake, brother.

My mistake was to be born after you.

I'm rectifying it now.

Your anna is not cruel
enough to kill his own brother.

I was only concerned
about one soul at that moment.

My Sandhya.

My people and my wife,
who rested their faith in me,

please don't do such injustice
to them.

If anything happens to her,
none of you will be left alive.

I promised to marry her
and stay with her forever.

Sandhya...

But...

I had already left her, a minute
before she passed away.

The moments we spent together, our
dreams, everything has gone in vain.

The six attributes of man
are to blame for this happening.

Lust, anger, greed, temptation,
pride and jealousy.

Starting from small betrayals
to huge wars,

everything happens because of this.

It takes just a minute to control
all these emotions.

One minute only.

Many people have come
and gone from this house.

But just because they couldn't
control themselves at that moment,

they remained here.

Who doesn't need money?

Everyone needs money.

That's why I let you go,
thinking you will leave

after taking the Rs. 25 lakh.

Human beings are not satisfied
with any amount of money.

They are always greedy for more.

They cheat and rob, and if necessary,
don't hesitate to kill anyone for it.

Isn't it, Maya?

You thought I was naive,
so you planned to cheat me.

But I'm not.

I'm worse than you.

Please! Please! We'll never commit
such mistakes again. Let us go.

We'll go far away from
your sight.

-Please.
-Yes, sir.

We made a mistake against our
better judgement. Please let us go.

-Please, please.
-We'll leave. Please.

We'll not repeat
this, sir.

Leave.

Go, go!

Life is short, Savari.

Instead of chasing someone
who doesn't want you,

go after what you want.

Go.

Leave.

We got away.

Thank God.

We're safe now.

Drop me on the way, sir.

-Please.
-Come.

Money! Rs. 25 lakh!

We left it out there.

Let's get it, come on.

What? Even after all this?

Are you possessed by greed?

He let us go.

But he is still there.

He won't leave the house.

Think about it. It will take at least
a year for us to earn that amount.

In that case, why should we let
it all go in a day?

We won't get this chance again.

Let's go, Prakash.

Let's try once.

Okay, let's go.

Have you both lost your minds?

We almost died.

We got a second life.

It isn't safe for you to
go there, looking for money.

Let's leave this place first.

Hey, you go, man.

This has nothing to do
with you.

You don't want that money.

But we do.

Sir. Sir!

Sir. Sir, stop!

Even after all this,
they are going back there.

No one can save them now.

What if they get caught
by him again?

Prakash.

The bag is there.

Shh!

Maya, come.

Let's go.

Maya.

Maya! We forgot the fact
that even desires have limits.

We fell into its trap.

It's over.

We're done.

He'll not let us go.

Welcome once again.

You'll never change.

Even if you want to, your greed for
money won't let you change.

This society needs people like
Savari, who want to do good.

Not someone who indulges
in sins, like the two of you.

That day, God left me here
for the sake of my people.

One, two, tens, hundreds,
and thousands.

The count of people like you
keeps increasing every day.

But not going down.

For viruses like you that are
detrimental to society,

I'm the antivirus.

A human reflection will not appear
in that mirror.

Only ghosts are visible.

Rapists forcing victims
to comply with their desires.

Sadists who abandon
their old parents, cold-heartedly.

A human who commits any mistake

will definitely be held
captive here.

That sofa.

That water bottle.

That wall clock.

Not just one, but everything here
has a story.

For every step you take,
there's a soul buried within.

You don't have to be a criminal

but the mere thought of committing
a crime will get you caught by me.

There's no repentance for
mistakes committed by humans.

Every mistake turns into a sin.

Every sin adds on
to your karma.

The god of death and justice
calculates everyone's karma.

And the punishment is given by me,
Raja Ravi Vardana Veera Varma.

I'm the punishment given by God.
Yes!

I'm the punishment of God!

Bro, you are the ghost-hunter
Savari, right?

I've seen your videos, bro.
They are so good.

You don't make fake sound effects

and don't fake the presence of
a ghost. Your videos are genuine, bro.

You are doing good work.

Once upon a time, walking in
the dark made me scared to death.

After I watched your videos, I finally
believe that there are no ghosts.

And now I always roam around
at night.

You say it so well
in your videos, bro.

-"There are no ghosts."
-There are no ghosts.

-"There are no ghosts."
-There are no ghosts!

"There are no ghosts."

-They exist.
-Huh?

Ghosts are real.

Ghosts are real?

Are you joking around?

Tell me where it is.
Let's go together.

Tell me.

I don't know.

What's that on your hand, bro?

LUST - JEALOUSY

This story shouldn't remain
inside these four walls.

It should spread
in all directions.

This isn't the end.

It's just the beginning.

GREED