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Do you know who I am?
ADAPTED FROM THE PERIOD HORROR NOVEL BY THAO TRANG
The day has finally arrived.
The moment of reckoning is soon ending.
Madam Lam!
When will the reckoning in Hellbound Village cease?
We can only save ourselves, dear sir.
No god is here to help us!
IN THE LAST EPISODE
What is all this?
What's with Sir Kham?
His eyes are gouged out,
and his heart is gone!
Get to Sir Kham's house now!
So I shall gift you this precious thing.
The people who turn demonic are all under magical control.
They have secret attachments,
quiet resentment for this isolated life.
Since they've been unwilling to atone for their ancestors' sins,
they open their souls up to influence, possession.
Those attachments will build up as time passes,
and at some point it becomes their main weakness.
This is when Lady Thap will strike.
Sir Kham!
Everyone, Sir Kham is gone!
Sir Kham is dead!
Sir Kham is dead!
Everyone!
Sir Kham is dead!
His eyes are gouged out,
and his heart… is gone!
To Sir Kham's, now!
Follow me!
-Go. -Go.
Madam Tu.
Careful. Watch it, all.
Watch it.
What's going on?
Madam Lam?
Oh, no!
So scary!
The most important soul has escaped!
Ah…
Your village chief
has abandoned you all, yes?
-Mr. Thap! -Mr. Thap, where is he?
Have you forgotten that you're his wife?
Even now you still think I'm that dumb wench, huh?
Then you do not know
what you will have to pay for.
So…
it is you…
the Truong clan's descendant.
-What? -The silk trading clan!
I have overestimated you.
Listen up here, idiotic ears.
There is no descendant of the Truong clan here.
I am only the last survivor
who escaped the bandits.
And once I had to sacrifice my own baby
to keep my life,
I swore that you will see no heirs.
Only then will I be satisfied.
I'll kill you!
Please don't look at it, all.
-Run back home now. -Run!
Quick! May!
Get inside now, May!
Let's go!
Good gods.
-Oh! A house is on fire! -It's a fire!
The bitch Thap burned the house!
-Run. -Run, all.
Run, everyone!
Good heavens!
She has locked the door!
-Open up! -Open it up!
Open up!
-All come to hear -Mrs. Thap has killed someone!
A poem of Tet
When all are dead
We shall then feast
I don't want to die.
Please save me!
Open the door.
All come to hear
Help me!
A poem of Tet
When all are dead
We shall then feast
May!
-What are you doing, sir? -Oh, sir!
-All come to hear -Help, help!
Please help us!
A poem of Tet
Please save us!
Please wake up, sir!
When all are dead,
-Sir! -It's me, Duc!
-We shall then… -Sir!
Sir!
-Sir! -Oh, sir!
Father!
Please let me go.
Oh, sir!
You children must live.
-Sir! -Our village must have an heir.
Sir!
Please don't!
Please let us go, sir!
Lim!
Lim.
Darling!
Darling!
Is that not enough?
Lady Thap!
Enough?
Only when you have all perished, then it'll be enough.
You best stop now.
If my own death can atone for my ancestors' sins,
then you kill me now.
I don't need
just a single life.
What I need
is your entire line.
Understand?
You won't succeed.
Old cripple!
Demon!
Chase it!
Mr. Thap!
Are you well?
-Are you okay? -Old cripple…
Oh, no.
The blind wolf.
Let me see, how will you protect these imbeciles now?
It's me.
The future of this village
is a thing I have planned
for decades.
And you,
you are so dense to think you are special.
That you can scale this mountain so effortlessly.
And surely,
you do not have an answer to why this village
is no longer visited by the Ferry Woman.
Right?
Because from the start,
this village was hell.
All the villagers are hellbound.
You are to die, and you don't get to go on.
That's how my curse ensuring you all will see no heir is realized.
Ah!
For many years, your family has helped me plenty.
You really think, that a crone like your grandmother,
could save you from the soul-stealing fireflies?
You are only alive right now,
simply because
I am allowing you to be.
I need you to witness every single death in this village.
And… most importantly,
I want you to see,
how your wife's shell
can be so disgusting.
Kill it!
-Kill it now! -Grab its neck.
Then squeeze tight.
Kill it!
And squeeze tight!
Kill it now!
Kill it now!
I resent all you bandits!
I…
will refuse to
let you live in peace.
Forever
without
an heir.
You shut your mouth.
You demon.
Shut your damn mouth.
It's me!
Old cripple, come on!
It's me.
You'll be fine, you're alright.
You're here now! Come on!
You must think that
after making me resent my wife,
you can tap into my weakness?
What you have now
and what you are controlling, is just my wife's body.
Besides, dark and dirty trickery are all
that you've been using,
so I'm not at all hurt.
My real wife has never been evil.
Never.
I'm here! Come on.
I am here. It's fine now.
You think that, the words you are using can rile me up?
Of course not.
I only want you to know that
no matter which dirty and slimy trick you use,
all the people of Hellbound Village
will never,
ever submit to a wicked thing like you.
Never.
-Never. -Lady Thap!
You should also know this,
the moment I crossed the village gates.
I, Wicked Tam,
have sworn to become a villager.
Die!
Die! Die! Just die!
Enough lives have been taken,
the bargain is complete.
Wine guardians!
-Wine guardians! -Old cripple!
Wine guardians!
-Old cripple! -Wine guardians.
Wine guardians.
No!
No way!
It can't be!
I'm still one life short.
There's one I have yet to kill.
It is still alive.
Enough lives have been taken,
the bargain is complete.
No way! I'm still one life short.
One I have yet to kill.
It is still alive.
A life for a life.
192 have died.
No more.
At last I have killed
the only child of the village chief.
No!
No! Let go!
No! Let go!
Let go!
Darling, don't leave me.
Please don't leave me.
Don't leave me, dear!
I am so sorry.
If it wasn't for me,
then none of this would have happened.
It's not your fault.
Never your fault.
You will be fine.
You will be fine.
I will be fine, won't I, darling?
You will. It's fine.
I want to have children with you.
You stay quiet.
You stay quiet.
There's no more time.
I love you.
-I… love… -No, don't!
Please, don't! Lim!
Lim!
Lim!
Lim!
Mrs. Thap!
Mrs.… Mrs. Thap!
Please wake up.
I'll be off now.
Forever living in isolation,
that's also self-annihilation.
You stay with your parents
and the villagers, dear,
and everything will be fine.
I'll go on now.
Wine guardians.
Wine guardians.
Wine guardians.
Wine guardians.
Wine guardians.
A FEW YEARS LATER
Look at the ducks.
Look, ducks!
How do ducks sound?
-Darling, you're home? -Sure.
There's your father, doll.
Now!
Baby Do, come carry me.
Tired from the hunt, dear?
Not at all. Hey!
These birds, they are for baby Do to eat.
Very precious, don't sell them.
Yes.
Let's go.
Ah! Is baby Do home?
Carry Do for me, May. I must help out now!
Sure thing, let's go!
-It's me! -What a good boy!
Hey!
Ever hear Wicked Tam telling ghost stories?
I did, long ago.
But I thought he left.
Before, he used to tell ghost stories,
and dark auras would stick,
and that killed his wife. Creepy!
Really? You and I must go over and see.
Yes, but I'm scared! I heard her death was scary.
-We should go! -Yes, you eat up.
-Nonsense. -May I have some, sir?
Hey, Wicked Tam!
So for today, will you continue with… the Hellbound Village?
-That's right, tell the rest of it. -Finish it.
That's why I'm standing up.
-But, where was I? -Where were you?
Really, do you all remember where he stopped last time?
-Last time? -You mentioned… what's his name?
-Hold on, let me remember. -What was his name?
Ah! I remember now.
It was about…. The house of…
Tutor Lam.
-That's right! Tutor Lam! -I remember!
Alright, focus now.
This part about Tutor Lam, it will be rather gloomy.
That very day,
amid all that panic,
Tutor Lam
started to grab the knife
-Slashing blindly. -Oh, good heavens!
Right then,
he thought he had cut down the Fire Wolf,
into pieces.
But he didn't know that…
In the end?
When Tutor Lam bent down
he would…
fall all over.
Oh, good gods!
Die! You die!
Die, you cursed thing.
Die!
Oh!
When he came to…
oh, good gods…
he then witnessed a horrible truth.
What was it?
From the beginning…
what he had been slicing…
was his own body.
-Oh, how horrible! -Good gods!
His leg then,
fell into three pieces…
cleanly!
-Good heavens! -Terrible!
How horrifying!
-Terrifying! -How brutal!
That alone gives me major chills.
-But, hey, Mr. Tam! -Huh?
The annihilation of Hellbound Village,
is it true?
It is.
So all the stories about the place that you have told,
about Hellbound Village,
they are all true?
I'm frankly tired of this question.
I have told you all before,
what I, Wicked Tam, hate the most,
is to "know north and speak south."
Making things up,
that isn't my thing.
And so the things I've seen and heard
are the things I share with you. Are we clear?
But if you said annihilation, then why are you still here?
Right…
But… didn't you tell us the other day,
that every single villager perished?
-That's right! -How true.
So did that wicked spirit spare Mr. Tam or something?
Yes, why are you still alive?
It…
is the result of what folks call…
the miracles of living.
This story is long-winded.
Fine, drink up, just drink.
This life, it sure can be miraculous, huh?
I'm truly asking you here,
Here I am, standing before you, flesh and bone,
and yet you still doubt me?
It's just that everyone is dead, except for Mr. Tam here.
Truly a miracle, what else…?
-But, Mr. Tam… -Huh?
You keep being proud and perhaps tonight,
is when you keel over.
No more stories then.
Holy, this guy…
Cheers.
-Come and have some. -Drink up.
Drink, drink up.
I have to admit.
-Tam's storytelling sure is gripping. -Yes.
-Yes, let's drink. -Cheers, all!
All of it!
It's true, only some can tell stories with charm.
-Alright, let's drink! -Let's! In, in, in!
All good.
-Please dive in, sir. -Yes.
Duc, where's he?
He has an errand in the next village, sir.
Here's some for you.
You eat up, sir.
Mrs. Duc and I will get baby Do to see fireflies.
There's a lot of them tonight.
Let's see some fireflies.
-Go, let's go. -Baby Do!
Oh, Tam! Aboard!
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