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(ominous music)

(knife slashing)

(men shrieking)

(terrifying music builds)

(gasping)

(screams)

(horrified cries)

(terrifying music continues)

(shouts)

(terrified cries)

(door creaks)

(log crashes)

(knives slashing)

(screaming, crying)

(panting)

- (knife clangs) - (screaming)

Hey, get up.

Run faster.

(screaming)

(grunts angrily)

(body thuds)

(terrified screams)

What have you done?! Hey!

(door squeaks)

(mesh rattles)

(desperate cries)

(terrifying music)

(knife scraping through flesh)

(opening theme music)

(rooster crows)

(announcer) Come one, come all!

Catch it today!

Rangachary Theatrical Troupe presents

Vamana Avatar, the play.

Today at Ranajilleda!

All are welcome...

If God kills someone every day,

our village will turn into a graveyard.

Everyone's terrified of who God will choose next.

(ominous music)

(grunts) What are you scared of?

Even you, who prays every day, must still die.

One who commits sins like me must also die.

But everyone hopes that death doesn't come to them today.

Even if you wish, today's not your day.

Do you know who's going to die this time?

If my guess is right,

it will be Shivapoga Dora this time.

(sinister music)

If we inform the police, they'll do something about it.

What will the police do?

Apart from hounding innocent people.

(man) Hello. Mic testing. Mic testing. (clears throat)

To all the people gathered here,

a heartfelt thank you on behalf of Rangachary Theatrical Troupe.

- (electronic static) - (grunts in pain)

Hey, Srinu! Set up that mic.

All right. Check now.

(dog barking in the distance)

Hello. Mic testing.

I knew you had run out of the sap.

And that you'd come here. That's why I brought it.

(man on stage) ...Vamana Avatar!

- Thank you. - (crickets chirping)

(chanting on stage)

(chanting continues)

(low reverent hum)

(tense music)

Greetings.

Mahatma,

the ceremony is blessed by your arrival.

Who are you?

Where do you stay?

Bali Raja,

the one who knows all is Paramathma.

As for my home,

the entire world is my residence.

I travel in everyone's heart.

(laughs)

Boy,

your words are filled with worldly knowledge at such a young age.

They have filled my heart with great joy.

What can I do for you?

Maharaja,

for celibates and ascetics,

the welfare of the world is the primary goal.

I've come to seek help in achieving that goal.

Give me an order, Lord.

I swear on this ceremony,

we'll fulfil your wish.

- Bali Chakravarthy. - Hmm?

Don't be rash!

Sir... I think we're unnecessarily suspecting these stage actors.

They might not be the killers.

But the ones being killed are coming to these plays, right?

Yes, sir.

Vaman Rao,

does anyone here match the status

or character of the dead?

Can you check?

(suspenseful ticking)

Sir, he's Prabhakar.

He and Keshava lock horns over a coffee estate.

That's Veera Raju.

A womaniser.

Hmm.

Sir, he's Dora.

He's the biggest idiot in this agency.

His will be the first name on the list of nasty criminals.

All those who died were bad people.

Except for Bharat sir.

- Vaman Rao. - Sir.

Ask our team to follow these three until they reach their homes.

- Okay, sir. - Each of you follow them separately.

If you get the slightest suspicion...

inform me on my wireless.

(tense music)

Acharya,

like you said, if Lord Vishnu himself is here asking for help,

isn't that the greatest blessing I could have?

He's the Lord of all the worlds.

He came here for my help.

If he believes I'm fortunate enough to fulfil the wish of Lord Vishnu

and grants me his approbation and blessings,

is there a greater fortune than that, Acharya?

Is there anything else that can make my life complete, Gurudeva?

Bali Raja, it looks like

your Guru sees me as a threat.

(Bali Raja) Our Guru places our well-being above all.

He wants our success to resonate worldwide.

He'll never see your wish as a sign of danger.

I don't want to cause any conflicts between you.

With your consent, I will take my leave.

(metal cap opens, closes)

(Bali Raja) What did you say?

How would offering help cause any conflicts?

(wireless radio beeping)

- Tell me. - Prabhakar reached home, sir.

Okay, Narayana. Over.

(wireless radio beeping)

- Tell me, Laxman. - Veera Raju reached home.

- All right. You guys can come back. - Okay, sir.

Over.

(wireless radio beeping)

Tell me, Vaman Rao. Over.

Sir, I lost track of Dora.

What? Where?

I'm on the route between Ranajilleda and Nakkala Vagu.

Stay right there. I'm coming.

(intense music)

(bike engine rumbles)

Where is he? Where did he go, Vaman Rao?

He went this way, sir.

- He went this way. - I knew this would happen.

Don't go, sir!

The forest is dangerous.

Please come back, sir!

Sir! There are slippery pits!

Sir! Please come back!

- (Virat grunts) - Listen to me, sir. Sir!

Sir! Sir!

(intense music continues)

Dora?

Stop, Mahatma.

You came to my place.

It'd be a disgrace to this ceremony if you left empty-handed.

Show me some mercy

and kindly tell me your wish.

I'll fulfil it.

What do you want? Tell me. I'll give it.

Please let me live.

I won't tell anyone about you.

Maharaja, I'm a devout celibate.

I do not want anything for myself.

If you so desire to fulfil my wish,

give me three paces of land.

Three steps. Come on.

Three... steps?

(gasping)

Three... I'll give you three steps.

- Bali? - Hmm?

Something seems off here.

Listen to me and stop right here.

- Gurudeva! - (harmonium starts playing)

♪ Whether it's hell, bondage ♪

♪ Or the destruction of my kingdom ♪

♪ Whether it's a violent death Or the end of my bloodline ♪

♪ I'll accept the truth fearlessly Come what may ♪

♪ Whether it's Vishnu, Shiva ♪

♪ Brahma or any guest ♪

♪ My word cannot be taken back ♪

♪ Listen, O wise one Why this discussion? ♪

(vocalises)

(audience applauding)

Boy,

as per your wish, I'm giving you three paces of land.

Please accept it.

Come one step forward.

One...

(panting)

Two...

(panting)

Third step. Come forward.

(breathing heavily)

I took the three steps.

Let me...

May this be offered to the Brahman.

(shouts) Hey!

(screams)

- (flesh squelching) - (screaming stops)

(gasping)

(retching)

(music stops)

(intense music begins)

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

(shrieks)

(footsteps)

(birds cooing)

(rooster crows)

- Chitti. - Hmm?

Your bondas are very hot!

Hey, they're soft as well.

Moron!

Greetings, sir.

Have some tea, sir.

Is what we heard true?

Did you see God with your eyes?

(chuckles)

I saw him with these eyes.

God descended slowly in the fog.

He touched these hands,

blessed me...

and left.

- Is it? - You're very fortunate.

I told you, right?

Appanna Swamy is in the forest.

I told you he's killing everyone.

Didn't I tell you?

- I didn't see Appanna. I saw Vaman. - They're the same.

My family deity is Appanna Swamy. That's why I saw him.

Your name is Vaman Rao.

That's why he appeared to you as Vaman.

I should inform all the villagers.

I must tell everyone!

Lord Appanna Swamy.

Shut up and eat.

God's roaming in the village.

He'll kill you if you do misdeeds.

Lord Appanna Swamy!

(intense music builds)

Did you hear, sister-in-law?

Vaman Rao saw God.

Yes. He's very fortunate.

Veera Babu was right.

Absolutely.

God won't stay silent as the atrocities rise.

When will these deaths end?

It's happening exactly as Devaramma said.

The entire village believes it.

Priest,

is it true that God is killing the villagers?

(chuckles)

God knows everything.

He's the Creator, Preserver and Destroyer.

Life and death are not in our control.

Just mind your business. God will take care of the rest.

(sinister music)

(suspenseful music)

This camera belongs to that BNC channel girl...

It's Lisa's.

Where is she now?

After Bharat's death,

she disappeared, sir.

Actually...

Why did this Lisa come here?

Some play...

documentary...

- BNC channel... - BNC!

(woman) Yeah, BNC.

- Hello. I'm calling from Araku. - Yes?

Your channel's journalist, Lisa, came here to make a documentary.

- Yes, sir. - Where is she now?

Yes. She came to Araku to make a documentary on theatre plays.

We haven't been able to reach her for a week.

Is something wrong?

Anything serious?

Hello? Hello? Hello?

(intense music builds)

(gasps, pants)

- (painful grunt) - (hitting)

(Virat) Tell me. Why are you committing these murders?

- Tell me. - (cries)

Hey!

- Why did you kill Bharat? Tell me. - No, sir!

(painful cries)

Sir, please don't hit him.

Sir!

Peddayya!

We were orphans.

We grew up like siblings.

He would've been married in a week.

Now, my daughter...

Almost... it had me in tears.

(goofy music)

I got it.

But...

how do you feel when someone berates your wife instead of you?

Almost...

that's how I feel.

Sir, they're connected to the previous SI's murder.

- Vaman Rao, get me the file. - Okay, sir.

Hey!

(foreboding music)

When someone calls your pet dog

and it goes to him, wagging its tail...

how would you feel?

Almost...

I feel the same!

If you move an inch from there...

- (chuckles) - (goofy music)

Sir, when we're not on duty,

even if it is our best friend's death,

we should not interrogate.

It demeans the job of the station SI.

If a neighbour interferes in our family affairs,

almost... this feels the same.

Out!

Hey! Who are these guys here? Send them away!

So irritating.

(ominous music)

(bird calling)

(panting)

(melancholic music)

(sniffles)

Whoever killed you...

(resolute music)

will not be spared.

Even if it's God himself!

(music intensifies)

- (music ends abruptly) - (eagle screeches)

(rooster crows)

Hello.

- How are you, sir? - I'm good.

(goats bleating)

(cycle bell clinks)

(grunting)

(dramatic music)

You still seem to suspect us.

(dramatic music builds)

(bottle shatters)

I guess he's five feet tall.

Has a fair complexion.

I didn't see his face properly.

He isn't here now.

But he's one of you.

I was just a foot away, Chary.

Even God can't save you from me.

(dramatic music intensifies)

- (music ends) - Peddayya.

(in Sanskrit) Without considering happiness or sadness,

in loss and profit, in defeat and victory,

fight for the sake of fighting.

In so doing, you shall not incur any sin.

(intense music)