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Year 1631.

The Black Death devastates the region.

The plague doctors,

the dreaded Bird Men,

rove the streets to stop death,

gathering the sick to take them

to a chapel far away from the town.

And, once there,

to confine themselves with them.

Usoa!

Mommy!

Mommy!

Mommy!

Mommy! Mommy!

Mommy! Mommy, my doll!

My doll, Mommy!

Mommy!

Mommy!

My doll! My doll, Mommy!

-Usoa! -My doll!

Mommy!

Usoa!

As the centuries passed,

the chapel and little Usoa

were forgotten.

Until...

one day,

a medium came to town

and claimed she could hear a little girl crying.

She was...

Ivana Peralta!

Lorem ipsum

rosa, rosae,

rosaum.

I can feel it.

A great pain and suffering

lies locked within these walls!

She claimed it was the spirit of little Usoa,

disconsolate from having lost her old rag doll.

From then on,

every year,

on October 29th,

we knock down this wall

and open the chapel for five days

so that people can bring gifts

to our little spirit and try to ease her pain.

But watch out!

Because Usoa is not alone in this chapel.

And as long as it remains open,

the spirits of the Bird Men

will come out as they once did,

to find those marked

by death, take them to the chapel

and lock them up forever!

Four days. There's no time.

THE CHAPEL

-Hi, Emma! -Hi.

Don't look at me like that.

She promised to teach me.

Hello?

Mrs. Peralta?

It's today. They've opened the chapel.

We can talk to Usoa now.

You can teach me.

Hello?

Mrs. Peralta?

Hello... Mrs. Peralta?

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Don't worry, it's not contagious.

No cell phones.

Open mind.

No distrust.

No fear.

For the spirits

may get upset.

Oh, yeah? And what can happen?

Nothing good.

Please, join hands.

And no matter what happens,

do not break the circle.

One question: What's the compass for?

It signals the presence of an entity.

-Paco. -Mom!

I can't concentrate.

Once the door is open,

anyone can come in.

Are you a friend or enemy?

And why the fake candles?

I hate fire!

Mom, if you give her a penny, I'll kill you.

Another day, all right?

Of course. No problem.

MEDIUM AND SPIRITUALIST

Mother?

October 29th.

The fucking chapel!

You have four messages.

Message number one.

This is Enrique Marat.

I'm calling to cancel the session on Monday.

Message number two.

Hi, Carol, sweetie.

It's Guiomar, the landlord.

Looks like you're having trouble paying the rent again, huh?

Anyway, call me, okay?

Message number three.

Hello.

This is the Arantzarri police.

Please get in touch with us.

Yes?

Hello, this is Carolina Peralta.

I have a message from you.

Yes, yes. Good evening.

I'm Jon Elorza, detective in Arantzarri.

I'm afraid I have bad news.

Your mother passed away tonight.

It looks like she had a heart attack.

Had you spoken to her recently?

I have several missed calls from her.

She always called me this time of year, but...

we hadn't spoken in years.

They'll take her to the medical examiner. Routine procedure.

They'll be finished tomorrow.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Message number four.

Carol...

You won't even answer my calls anymore.

It's important.

-The witch! The witch! -Look how she ended up!

Oh, dear!

I made you some of those croquettes you like.

You'll feel better, you'll see.

Okay.

What a nice grandmother.

She's my neighbor.

I don't have a grandmother.

Will this take very long?

It's very late and the girl has school tomorrow.

The witch looked after the girl too, huh?

What are you saying?

They barely talked.

Edurne, this has to stop. I can't keep looking the other way.

-It was an oversight. -I'll talk to her mother.

You can go.

First you have to give me something.

The keys.

Okay.

Listen.

The Bird Man the girl talks about.

Did he take the dead woman to lock her in the chapel?

Edurne, please, give me a break!

Go home, sweetie. I'll bring the croquettes right over.

Go on, I'll go and get them.

Invocation?

It looks like

what the chapel says, right?

To talk to the dead.

Deo forti

in tenebris.

It's too bad she has to wither alone in that apartment.

Having a dog helps.

But they're not children.

They're only mutts.

Don't be a scaredy-cat, Irati.

There's no time.

Usoa?

Are you here?

I felt you.

I'm Emma San Martín.

I want to be a medium.

I want you to show me

how to talk to my mom.

She's really ill.

You're the only ghost I know.

I brought you a gift.

Deo forti

in tenebris

venit ad me.

Fuck!

What's up, Asiertxu?

No idea, but I don't plan to find out

until morning.

You want some?

If you haven't yet, remember:

Gift and essay.

Why did I chose my gift?

Why do I think Usoa will like it?

You have 3 days before they close the chapel

and the festival is over.

You all have to participate with a gift.

-Understood? -Yes!

And watch out for the Bird Men!

Do you know Latin?

No. Why do you ask?

Because.

Who might know?

I'm afraid that in Arantzarri, not even the priest, Emma.

Maybe if you look on the Internet...

I don't know if my mother will let me go tomorrow.

Oh, come on! It's my Halloween party!

Get in.

Why?

Come on. I'll take you to her.

-Now? Really? -Hurry up.

Hurry up. I have things to do.

DEO FORTIS IN TENEBRIS, VENIT AD ME FORCES OF DARKNESS, COME TO ME

Emma, wait here.

Don't wander off.

-Have you had a snack? -No.

Buy yourself something.

The girl lies, Maider. She goes wherever she wants.

Anything could happen to her.

What happened last night was...

horrible.

But it could have happened with me there.

-Ivana was our neighbor. -Yeah, but that's the problem, Maider.

She's going from neighbor to neighbor.

Edurne, the witch,

the wacko at the social house...

Asiertxo is not a wacko.

-Have you seen him? -He cares about her.

I have to call Social

-Services. -No.

-It's my duty. -No! Let her be a child.

In her home, in her school,

with the people she loves.

It will be a few days, until I get back.

She'll go to my cousin in Madrid.

If anything happens.

But not yet.

You know how this works, Jon.

I don't want

my daughter to go from institution to institution

while the paperwork gets worked out.

I want her to have some normality.

Is that too much to ask?

-What about here with her mother? -No.

-Understand what... -No, you don't understand.

I took care of my father for years.

I watched him die of this and I don't want...

Emma is too little.

It's the last thing I can do to protect her. Spare her this.

Maider.

Got it...

Don't got it...

Don't got it...

Don't got it.

Arrest! Arrest in room 242!

In nomine...

domini...

ut tibi munera...

vi tenebris.

You can't take her!

Not until I learn how to talk to her!

She's all yours.

I'll wait for you in the cafeteria.

Time of death?

What's wrong? Are you okay?

17:50.

Did the Bird Men take her? The chapel is open.

Don't be silly. You sound like the witch.

My sincerest condolences.

Your mother was a good woman.

She left a void hard to fill.

Yes.

I imagine she set up one of her spectacles

every year.

I know you followed in her footsteps.

I was wondering if you'd like to take her place at the festival.

I was planning to leave today.

City Hall would handle your fees, of course.

It will be an honor.

Now if you'll excuse me, Mayor, sir.

So we ask you

in the name of the Father, the Son

and the Holy Spirit.

Yes, there was a Bird Man behind me.

How scary, huh?

And worms?

Hey, now!

What's my old friend doing here? Wasn't she your gift for Usoa?

She missed you.

I missed you too!

Then why don't you come home?

Emma...

What?

We already talked about that, kiddo.

I can take care of you. That way we'll be together.

Yeah, but that's not your job.

Besides, I'm okay here.

You have to go to school

and be with your friends, and do your homework...

Then let me come here more.

Don't you want to see me?

You caught me.

Because you fart too much.

You fart too much, don't you?

The headscarf looks good on you.

Doesn't it?

You missed the opening of the chapel.

I know, my love.

You promised me you would be there.

I know.

Will you come with me to the closure?

I'll try, okay?

Do you want to tell me what happened last night?

Pretty scary, huh?

Edurne made me croquettes.

Emma.

You have to do what Edurne, Asier and the others tell you.

If you don't, they'll take you somewhere far away.

Stay out of trouble, okay?

Promise me.

Pinkie.

Okay.

Mommy.

Who are they for?

None of your business.

Wait for me here.

I have some keys to give you.

A neighbor had them.

Maider San Martín.

She helped your mother sometimes.

You probably don't remember, but...

we went to school together.

No. You all look the same here.

Yeah, well...

My condolences.

Yeah.

My mother left a void hard to fill.

Hi.

Hi.

Hi.

Are you Mrs. Peralta's daughter?

If you want to know about Usoa, you came to the wrong place.

How do you know it's about Usoa?

I'm a medium.

I want to be one too.

Good luck with that.

Go and play with your friends.

I don't have any friends.

Well... Irati.

Why am I not surprised?

Do you always walk so fast?

Only when I'm being followed.

If you're going to the chapel, I'll come with you.

Look, it's nothing personal, but I hate kids.

Me too. We could be friends.

Shouldn't you be milking cows or something?

Your mother promised to teach me to be a medium

when they opened the chapel.

Well, there she is.

She was always very good at keeping her promises.

Emma San Martín! What did I say?

-Didn't I say to stay in the car? -Sorry.

FOR SALE

Mommy, Mommy! It's huge!

And I see cows from my window!

I don't think I need to ask you if you like the house.

I like it too. Even more knowing the story of that chapel.

Ghosts?

Spirits, Carol.

Echoes of people trapped in trauma.

You said it was dangerous.

Only if you have the gift, if you can't control your emotions.

You have nothing to fear.

You promised you would stop.

You promised me.

Oh, Carol, you have to understand.

I can help them, I have the gift.

If you can't do it,

if it's dangerous...

promise me you will stop.

Promise me.

I promise.

But I have a feeling this time will be different, trust me.

It was different, all right.

Don't complain.

The window has to be open

if we want Usoa to hear us from here.

In domine domine,

ut tibi munera, vi tenebris.

Help!

Help!

Help!

Mommy!

Emma!

Emma?

Emma!

What happened?

Are you okay?

Yes.

What's this?

I don't know.

The wind.

What a scare, eh?

Asier...

Yeah, kiddo?

I lost a tooth.

How's that?

Let me see.

I don't know.

It was moving.

Do you think the Tooth Fairy will come?

Sure, sure.

Leave it under your pillow, I'm sure you'll get something.

I won't be able to do it alone.

Who's there?

Quit fucking around.

I can see you.

What are you doing here?

I saw you come out and I followed you.

Go home, it's late.

Usoa gave it to me.

Who gave you this?

Usoa.

Did my mother tell you to give this to me?

Usoa wants you to help me be a medium.

I have the gift.

Leave me alone.

Please, teach me.

Go home now

or I'll call your mother.

Why are you standing there like a fool?

I'm hungry.

You haven't eaten?

Find a snack in the kitchen, I'll make dinner later.

Did you burn yourself?

It was Usoa, wasn't it?

-Your hand. -No.

There's more in that chapel. They get trapped...

I'd never felt anything like it.

It was my fault. I wasn't able to control my emotions.

I have to go back.

Now?

The chapel closes in three days.

If I don't go now, I'll have to wait a year to talk to her.

There's no time.

-You promised that if it was... -That's enough!

You don't understand!

I have the gift, Carol. Stop being so selfish!

Carol.

Carol!

Carol, don't do this to me now!

DANGER, DANGER, DANGER...

THE GIRL IS UNIQUE, SHE HAS THE GIFT

SHE MUST BE PROTECTED FROM FEAR

Get up, she's coming.

Come on, come on, come on.

What do you want?

Is tonight the Halloween party?

I'm sorry, but my mother has to ask permission from the mommies

and since yours isn't here...

Let's go.

You're going to invoke Usoa with this? It's a lie.

-It's true. -Only dummies believe it.

You're the dummy and you're a fool.

-Give it here. -No! Give it back!

You want it?

-Give it back! -No!

-Give it back! No! -Here!

Give it back!

She's mine, give me back Irati!

You again?

Lucky I'm not a lamppost.

What's wrong?

They took Irati! They have to give her back!

Who? Stay...

Stay.

There.

Stay.

Santa Claus is your parents.

Let's go.

Walk.

Better?

They wanted to take Irati.

She sure is ugly.

She's my friend.

Even if she's ugly and one-eyed like you.

I deserved that, for talking to you.

Can I ask you something?

Does it bother you that people look at you weird?

You shouldn't care

what people think.

Especially these hicks.

Do you not care?

No.

Can I ask you something?

Why the obsession

with Usoa?

I can help her with something.

-I have the gift. -And what else, Emma?

Because there's more.

I want her to help me...

with something.

Two days until the closure!

Carolina Peralta will bid farewell to Usoa at the chapel!

Two days!

You know, I wouldn't trust her help much.

Why did Usoa's mother let them take her away?

Didn't she love her?

I don't know.

Maybe not enough.

Emma!

For the love of God!

Edurne.

Emma, Emma, Emma!

Emma!

Emma.

-Emma. -Be careful, okay?

Don't play with fire, with knives,

or any of those things you tell kids.

If you have the gift, it can be very dangerous.

I know.

That's why I need help.

Oh, my God, this girl.

Didn't I say to wait for me?

Can't you see how flushed I am?

-I'm sorry. -What did that lady say to you?

Nothing.

Carol, Carol...

Sweetie, open the door.

Sweetie, please.

Let's go, Dad.

No, no!

Jesus!

Carol! Carol!

Shouldn't we stop?

The sooner we leave this lunatic behind,

the better.

You know how kids are. It's no problem.

Please, please, please...

Emma! Come over here.

Thank you. I'll tell her mom.

There's no need, that's what neighbors are for, right?

You and I will talk later, eh?

Yes.

Welcome, Emma. Give me your things.

I'll tell the girls to make room for you upstairs.

We'll have a great time, you'll see.

My mom says it was Usoa's fault her daughter got burnt.

Right. That's why

her mother abandoned her.

All witches get burnt.

Girls, are you okay?

Yes, Mommy!

-I'll bring up a snack later. -Okay!

-Who could we talk to? -To Rosalía.

-No, she has to be dead, dummy. -No.

It has to be with Usoa.

Eyes closed like in the drawing.

Vos...

es infinitum...

Et mansi...

apud...

Nos...

intelectus...

sentire...

prius...

Usoa?

Are you here?

No running, no running!

What's wrong?

Not again.

I burnt myself.

Kiddo?

Everything okay?

Emma?

Emma!

Emma?

Emma, what happened?

-Are you okay? -Yes.

We were playing.

I need to pee.

This one is good, it's emotions.

And that means there are

mysterious men closer than you think.

So go after them,

don't hesitate.

-Whiskey. -Sorry.

No, Basque wine. Until it runs out.

You set up your office at the bar, eh?

You were always nosy, that's why you're a cop.

I thought you didn't remember hicks like me.

So you're going to the closure. What are you going to do?

Put on a show.

That's what I'm going to do.

Family tradition.

Thanks.

What?

Don't look at me like that.

That's the only way we Peraltas can make a living.

I might have to arrest you...

I've done nothing wrong.

I have a gift.

Yeah?

Knowing everyone's ghosts, because we all have them.

Yeah? What's mine?

Kind,

widow,

and you hide behind your work and your friends

because you can't stand being alone.

They're my parents'.

Even worse. Another workaholic.

I'm afraid your work's not going very well.

Since you don't believe...

Being a Peralta isn't what it used to be.

Nobody believes in anything anymore.

You don't either. Not even as a kid.

Wow, you're observant too.

I'm a cop.

I know how to read people too.

Your mother did believe, you know.

Don't be naive.

She stopped going to the festival.

But we saw her every night this time of year walking to the chapel.

Sometimes we'd find her passed out on the ground.

If she didn't believe, then why?

My mother.

Who knows what was going through her head.

Mom?

There's no time.

I need a knife.

Have you gone back there since then?

Where? The chapel?

Since I got burnt like a witch?

No.

No, better in front of the whole town, all the hicks.

See if I keel over and make a scene.

Here.

I'll walk you back.

I can take care of myself. Don't worry.

Hey.

My neighbor, that little pest...

What's wrong with Emma?

Exactly.

What's wrong with her?

She's the one who found your mother.

She got quite a scare. Did she say anything?

No.

Good night.

Good night.

Like I haven't got the nerve.

Now or never.

Emma!

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

-I want to talk to Usoa. -Are you crazy?

You were going to cut yourself!

Come on.

Let's go.

How did you do that? Was it you?

No.

Then it was someone else.

No. I don't know.

Who?

I don't know. I was doing spiritualism.

I saw your wounds.

Don't lie!

I'm not lying.

Whenever I try, something happens to me.

I'm scared.

What the fuck did my mother put in your head?

Your mother wanted to help me.

I know she abandoned you,

but she was very nice to me.

Did my mother give you the bear?

And don't say it was Usoa,

because I swear I'll scream.

I'm warning you.

I lied.

I found your mother dead.

She had in her hands...

What?

The bear.

And I thought if I told you

Usoa gave it to me,

you'd believe in my gift.

Please, help me.

There's only one day left.

We're going home!

This is it.

You're not messing with me, are you?

No.

It's true.

Look.

It's a classmate's house.

I left the door open.

I hope they don't have a cat.

Help me, please.

It's dangerous.

All right.

I'll help you.

But no more lies.

And don't sneak out

or do anything alone, you got that? Look at me.

Go to bed, go on.

Put something on that burn.

Shit.

-Damn. -I'm very sorry, Jon.

Emma, what the hell?

Where were you?

What is this?

Emma, for God's sake.

Emma!

Don't worry, Mommy.

Message number four.

Carol...

You won't even answer my calls anymore.

It's important.

This girl has the gift.

I don't feel very well.

And she might be able to help Usoa.

Put an end to all of this.

That's right. Yes.

You have to come.

See it with your own eyes.

You've never believed me, but you will.

Call me, sweetheart.

I need you.

I'm sorry I snuck out.

I won't do it again.

Emma.

I have to tell you something.

I don't mind if you don't come to the chapel closure.

It's not that, sweetheart.

Tomorrow

some people are coming to see you.

Why?

I told you I'm going to behave.

-I swear. -It's not that.

You need someone to look after you.

-I... -You're going to die.

I know.

Sweetheart.

I'll be good.

I swear. I don't want to go with anyone.

Don't be angry.

Don't let them take me away. I have to learn.

Sweetheart.

-You'll go to school. -I have the gift!

-I need time! -Calm down.

Mommy, I could talk to you.

Tell them I have to stay!

-Calm down, Emma, please. -Do it!

You won't do it...

because you don't love me anymore!

Liar!

You promised you would always be with me!

That we'd always be together!

Mommy?

Mommy?

Help!

Help!

Help!

Now listen to me closely.

Your fear,

that fear,

anger, pain...

are enemies of the gift.

They turn against you.

You have to stay calm, peaceful.

Or this can be very dangerous.

Once the door is open, we don't know who will come in.

Those who stay behind are only a shadow.

-A shadow? -Yes.

An echo of what they were, trapped by trauma,

bound to that chapel.

Usoa, for example, asks for her doll.

The Bird Men come out looking for souls,

also trapped in that eternal loop.

And how can we help them?

To try to help, first you have to empathize.

You have to want to believe.

-Believe? -Yes, believe.

The problem is no one believes anymore.

Not even children. And that kills the magic.

BELIEVE

I'll heat up the croquettes.

They're delicious, you'll see.

I'm sick of croquettes.

Don't let Edurne hear you, she's proud of them.

I packed your suitcases.

Have a look in case there's anything else you want to take.

I'll be at home if you need anything.

I'm not going to cry.

I'm not a baby.

What are you doing here?

What do you think?

Wow.

What are they for?

The compasses?

If you have the gift,

they'll warn us of the presence of the spirits.

Even if they're only echoes.

Echoes?

Yes. Those left behind are only echoes,

trapped by trauma.

Here.

Okay. Now you have to relax.

Clear you mind...

Careful...

Try to feel everything happening around you.

All right?

Breathe through your nose... Your hands here...

Breathe in slowly through your nose,

breathe out through your mouth.

Try to let the darkness enter your mind.

Will it be dangerous?

It's okay. Don't be afraid.

I'm right next to you.

Breathe.

Mouth.

I'm right next to you.

I'm going to organize the search.

I called the hospital in case she shows up.

I need someone here in case she comes back.

I'll stay.

-I'll go with you. -Let's go.

Emma. Your feet.

Okay. Sorry.

It's important for you to relax.

Clear your mind.

And any thought that comes

into your mind, out.

Except the darkness.

Why isn't anything happening?

BELIEVE

That's enough.

Take this off.

What's the problem? Did I do something wrong?

No, you did great. It's me.

I wanted to believe like you.

But it's all a lie.

No spirits, no gift, nothing.

They don't exist.

I don't understand.

You're a medium.

-You have the gift. -Nope, wrong both times.

Your mother was a medium.

And you got burnt.

My mother had to make a living, like me.

She told me I had the gift!

Listen.

My mother was alone

for a long time.

A long time.

She never talked to anyone. Not even me.

She was sick.

I don't know why she told you what she did.

I'm sorry.

You have to believe me.

I got burnt. I saw the Bird Men.

When someone is very sad,

they imagine things.

And they do things to themselves that they shouldn't.

Liar!

Emma.

Emma!

Wait, Emma!

Emma, wait!

Emma!

Emma, Emma!

Emma, wait!

Wait, please.

Please.

Come on, I'll take you home.

You don't understand.

The gift is the only way for her to stay with me.

Who?

Why?

My mom.

She's dying.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Emma.

And I...

just want to talk to her.

I understand, Emma.

But it's not me,

or some false gift

that can help you.

You hear me?

Emma. Emma!

Emma!

Again? What were you thinking, Emma?

Come here, kiddo.

You scared us!

She was with me.

It wasn't her fault.

I went to find her.

Why didn't you tell me?

What the fuck are you thinking?

She wants to be a medium.

I thought she had the gift.

You? You don't believe in anything.

You know what she's going through?

Look. Stay away from her.

You hear me?

Don't go anywhere near her.

I was wrong.

I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!

Teardrop?

I didn't want to give you away. It was her.

Usoa!

You don't exist.

If it's dangerous...

You promised.

Mommy!

Carol!

-Carol, what have you done? -Mommy!

Mommy! Mommy!

Hi.

You're Emma, right?

And your doll?

What's her name?

Irati.

I am such a fucking idiot!

The chapel is closing today.

Everyone to the chapel, let's go!

We're closing the chapel today!

I'm very sorry about your mom.

Sorry. I didn't want to disturb you.

Thank you for keeping an eye on my mother.

She was a difficult woman.

Why have you come to see me?

Your daughter Emma.

She wants to be a medium.

She really likes the story of Usoa.

Yeah, but it's not that.

She wants to learn how to talk to the dead.

You...

You have a very smart daughter.

And she's suffering.

I'm nobody to give advice,

but she asked me to help her speak to her mother.

And I owe it to her.

And I owe it to her.

Did you ever play with a Ouija board when you were little?

The most important thing...

is to never forget...

to say goodbye.

Say goodbye to Emma for me.

Carol.

Your mother always talked about you.

Goodbye.

Don't cry, sweetie. Everything will be okay.

Wait!

Wait!

Wait!

CHAPEL CLOSURE

Fuck.

The witch changed her mind. She's not coming.

What do I tell the TV people?

Hurry things up, we have to close it.

Mommy?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I pushed you away.

I only wanted to protect you from all this.

For you not to see me like this.

I love you more than my life.

I'll always be here.

Right beside you.

No matter what.

You know that, right?

I didn't manage to learn.

Mommy.

I'm sorry.

It's okay, dear. Come.

Arrest! Arrest in 214!

She'll be trapped!

Don't take her.

Mommy!

Mommy!

No!

Mommy, no! Mommy!

Mommy, no! Mommy!

Mommy! Mommy!

Help.

Mommy.

For a second there I thought you were telling the truth.

My whole life tricking people

and in the end...

I'm the most gullible of all.

Mommy?

Hello?

Mommy?

Mommy, are you here?

Talk to me, please.

Mommy?

Is that you?

Help!

Help, help!

Help!

Mommy!

Help!

Mommy!

Mommy! Mommy!

Mommy!

Mommy!

I was real, damn it.

I needed you.

I needed you.

Jon! Are you with Emma?

Fuck!

Jon? Yeah, I think she's at the chapel.

I see smoke!

How should I know? There's smoke!

Quickly, hurry!

Emma!

Emma!

Emma!

Emma!

Carol!

I'm here!

Emma, stay calm!

I'll get you out of there!

Emma, I'll get you out of there!

Come over here!

Come here, you could suffocate!

I can't, my mommy might be here!

-Don't be ridiculous! -They took her!

There's a fire!

I caused the fire! I have the gift!

Emma, please!

It's true!

-Emma! -Please, believe me!

Help me, I'm scared!

It's okay, Emma.

I believe you, please, I believe you!

I'm with you.

Come on, clear your mind.

Only the darkness.

Your breathing.

Emma?

Take my hand.

Please, Emma.

Believe.

I'm right with you.

Believe.

Mommy.

Mommy?

Mommy?

Mommy?

Mommy?

Mommy?

Emma, stay calm!

Let's go.

Mommy!

Mommy.

Mommy.

Mommy.

Are you Usoa?

Have you seen my mommy?

Mommy.

Mommy.

Mrs. Peralta?

My daughter!

My daughter.

My daughter.

My mommy isn't here, is she?

You didn't bring her.

She died after the closure.

Right?

You're all I have left of her.

I love you, Mommy. You'll always be with me.

Don't cry.

Your mommy couldn't do anything.

You were sick.

I miss my mommy too.

You know?

Your mommy and mine

aren't here.

They're here.

Right here.

Here.

She'll keep you company.

Mommy.

Goodbye, Usoa.

Emma!

Emma! Emma!

Emma!

No!

Emma.

Emma. Emma, Emma, Emma.

Are you okay?

Can you breathe? Emma?

Usoa left. Usoa left.

Okay, hold on.

-Walk, let's go. -No.

-Come on, Emma, please! -No!

-Emma, yes! -The Bird Men, the people.

They'll be trapped!

Your mother is there.

She's trying to save you.

She has the bear.

It's true.

The legend.

The dead.

While the chapel is open,

they get trapped.

Trapped by trauma.

Bound to that chapel.

To this chapel.

Here's what we'll do, Emma.

Let go

of all your fear, all your anger,

and all your grief.

Come on.

Close your eyes tightly with me. Come on.

Close your eyes tightly.

Very tight.

Trust me.

Burn this chapel to the ground.

Let's free them.

Emma!

Carol!

Wait until we get out, Emma.

Emma!

Come on, damn it!

Carol!

Are you okay?

It's working.

They're free.

Goodbye, Mom.

Goodbye.

What the hell was that?

Let's go.

Come on, before they see us.

THE CHAPEL

I don't know how to calm

my insides.

Along the dark

road.

We have lost what we were

until now.

Now you are

my deepest wound.

We're unwilling to be ourselves.

I want to be random.

We'll never meet anywhere before,

even if I see you at night.

We're unwilling to be ourselves.

I want to be random.

We'll never meet anywhere before,

even if I see you at night.