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[news] v*olence is

around us everywhere.

We see v*olence every day.

We see it on TV.

We can't pick up the newspaper

without reading about it.

It is a violent society.

Police getaway, giving excuses

that these are mysteries...

and involve the Paranormal.

v*olence is around everywhere.

With crime in New York

on the rise this year...

the number of unsolved cases

is beyond count.

Police needs to hire

Special Investigators

to solve such cases.

The problem with New York now

are that the police aren't

bothered.

Cases get opened and then

get shut. Just like that.

Same with Emily

Anderson's missing case.

She mysteriously disappears

and the next day, Cory murders

her whole family.

How and why are the police

still, baffled?

If we were the police,

we want answers!

You just have to go out there

and do your job.

[guillotines cuts,

lighter sparks]

[ominous music playing]

[ghostly voice] Hi, buddy!

Wait, you got scared?

Our world is far

beyond the ordinary.

Ooh, new guest in the house.

Do you want something?

Most of us can't see all that

surrounds us.

[eerie sound distrotion]

Say it as a gift or a curse.

I see things others cannot.

[ethereal music playing]

[Girl 1] Cory, why are you here

at this hour?

Don't k*ll me.

[Man 1] Hold on. Get up Cory.

Don't!

[man grunting in pain]

He's a moron. Get out, Cory.

[muffled speech, man screams]

[g*nsh*t fired]

[whimpers]

Don't k*ll me.

Oh, my God!

What happened to you?

Oh, my God,

what happened to you?

[women wincing in pain]

[music playing on TV]

[indistinct echoing chatter]

[woman] Cory, is that...

What happened to you?

[man] Why do you have

a g*n in your hand?

Stop, Cory, Stop!

[man yelps and screams in shock]

[sh*ts fired]

No! Leave us alone. Stop!

[background screaming voices]

No! Leave us alone!

[sh*t fired]

[expl*si*n]

[garbled voice]

Don't betray!

[evil cackling]

[garbled voice]

k*ll yourself?

Now k*ll yourself!

Oh, that's great, mama!

[satanic chants play]

- Cory Marchman.

- Did he do it?

No. But it was his finger

that pulled the trigger.

It was possession.

It's a textbook case.

What do you mean by possession?

Like paranormal?

[lighter clicks]

I saw something. I saw some...

It was a girl.

[ghostly scream]

[sighs]

She-- She made him do it.

How'd you know it was a girl?

Are you a psychic?

Well, I'm a criminal

investigator by title.

And I deal with cases

that are out of the ordinary.

A ghost?

[snickers]

[laughs]

There's a picture of her

in the basement. The girl.

Thank you very much.

[ominous music swooshes]

After speaking with NYPD

neighborhood co-ordination

office

the Wake-up New York

Radio News team confirmed

that the body of Emily Anderson

was identified at 07:05 this

morning

near the Hudson River.

Principal cause of the death

has believed to be choking.

[echoing voice] The Emily

Anderson case is sloved

Finally, the case

has been solved.

The mystery of her death

Is finally revealed.

It was Justice Barun Rai has

solved the paranormal case.

[title song begins]

When I'm gone...

away to another land

Keep me in your heart...

even if you can't

hold my hand

And most of all...

remember the times we shared

We always care

Remember me...

everything was meant to be

Remember me...

everything was meant to be

Remember not to grieve

I'll be there, just believe

It will take a while

But try to smile

Remember me...

everything was meant to be

Remember me...

everything was meant to be

[songs ends]

[waves crashing]

[vocalizing]

[camera clicks]

[man screaming]

[somber music playing]

So another su1c1de at Corvid's

head in the same year.

But what is it about this

beautiful village

which compels people

to take their own lives?

[camera flash flourishes]

[woman] There's this thick fog

that goes into the sea

in the early mornings.

I see it sometimes

when i am on an early ride.

It's hard to focus.

Sometimes you can't see 10 yards

in front of you.

[reporter on TV] Everyone knows

everyone else around here.

So, when there's

a certain death...

it doesn't just affect

the immediate family

it affects all of us.

It becomes quite disorientated.

I suppose you could misjudge

where the edge of cliff's

actually is.

[man on TV] Some folk

around here say that

they've seen a lady walking

along the cliff.

Then she disappears

like a ghost!

And we don't understand why?

[man on TV] This rumor is

going around in the village

There's a lady on the edge

of the cliff k*lling people.

In small-knit

community like this one

these tragic deaths

will be mourned by many.

We asked a local police officer,

Inspector Jenny Jones

about the rumors that these

deaths are actually murders.

[Jenny Jones] I can't possibly

comment on the status of the

current investigation.

While I can say is that

our heartfelt condolences

go out to the families

of the victims.

And if anyone has any

information they feel they might

be useful...

we would urge them

to contact us.

[suspenseful music playing]

[ship horn, plane noise]

[Barun Rai] When we think in

terms of Criminal Psychology

we are always told that

every crime has a means

of motive and opportunity.

But what if a crime does not

have any apparent motive?

The crime contains a

paranormal element.

[projector trilling]

This man here, a much-loved

gardener in Santa Monica

California

was accused of those killings.

With a whole village was shocked

as to how he could've done it?

And yet we had

conclusive evidence

that he was the perpetrator.

That is...

unless

his mind

his movements were being

controlled by some other entity.

[projector trilling]

[overlapping whispers]

[exorcism verses]

[possessed male screaming]

In every case, it's important.

It's imperative

that we keep an open mind

we trust our instincts

and what we perceive to be

the facts of the situation.

[everyone applauds]

[suspenseful music playing]

[body bag zipper unzips]

[camera clicks]

[door clicks shut]

Come and have a look at this.

Do you see these flecks?

I've never seen them

on su1c1de before.

Okay, so...?

They are called Petechiae.

And they're caused by

pressure on the vein.

And very common in cases

of Asphyxiation.

But not enough for...

So, what's the

cause of death here?

Well, quite certain,

he d*ed of his injury.

The head wound.

A subdural haematoma

caused by cervical-spine-trauma

to be specific.

But that would mean that...

succession marks up here

is after death.

How is that even possible?

[telephone ringing]

[dramatical music flourish]

- Hello?

- Barun, it's Jenny.

Council is meeting about the

things happening around here.

Can you meet me there?

I need to give the specifics

for the Corvid's Head suicides.

I'll see you shortly. Bye!

Ma'am, Brian was found with

inappropriate pictures again.

You know the drill, Brian.

Do you want to spend the night

in the cells?

Right! Well, let's see if we can

reschedule then. Shall we?

[flips photographs]

[inquisitive music playing]

Alright.

Make a copy of these

and give his mum a call.

Tell her to come

and pick him up.

Yes, ma'am!

[rain and waves sound]

[blaring ship horn]

[Barun] We travel,

some of us forever

to seek other states,

other lives,

other souls.

My next destination

is Corvid's Head.

A small town across the channel.

- Hello, Sukhbir.

- Hey, good to see you.

Whatever, you don't tell them

we are from the paranormal.

[waves crashing]

[car door opens and closes]

We are from ITN News.

We heard that we're

getting desperate.

You are from the

paranormal, aren't you?

We wouldn't know

anything about that.

About the suicides?

- No, no, clue.

- Are you sure?

There have been

rumors about ghosts.

You flew in from the USA, I see.

Has this got anything

to do with Nixon?

Come on, man!

Following the reports about the

leak from a factory in Hampton

Park

we have approached

the business owner.

And in return for maintaining

his trading license

he has agreed to

commission a report

connecting the link between

factory fumes

- and mental health.

- Barun, we have a word.

You haven't missed much.

They seem to think there's a

link between factory fumes and

suicides.

What's puzzling me is the flecks

in the victim's eyes.

Symptoms of asphyxiation.

But we can't place anyone there

at the scene.

Do you have-- any images?

Any evidence?

- No!

- Hmm.

It's quite a while came

to the country, isn't it?

- I'll see you back at the

police station. - Yeah.

[door clicks open]

[Jenny] This way, gentlemen.

Can you grab the files for me,

please, Shaun.

I sure see there's quite a lot

to go through.

Hmm-mm.

Thank you.

- May I keep them for a few

days? - Yes, absolutely!

Thank you.

[knocks on the counter]

I've come for

Brian. Where is he?

I'll go and get him, madam.

[cell door viewer opens]

Put your hands out.

Come on further.

All the way around.

Right. Put them back in.

[door clicks open]

Get your hands off him.

There's no need to restrain him.

He would never fly.

Would you love it?

You need to keep a

better eye on him.

He's a grown man!

Grown men go to jail

for repeat offended.

[Hindi song plays on car radio]

- Harmesh?

- Yes!

It's way above our price range.

[Harmesh laughs]

Listen, it'll be worth it, okay?

I have a good feeling about

this.

Why don't we fancy one of those

flats next to the marketplace?

No!

It's so beautiful here.

And it's just like a short walk

from the hospital.

You're going to be home 10

minutes after you finish your

shift.

I mean, even the air

smells fresher here.

It's like you!

Beautiful!

[both laugh]

[sinister music playing]

If the new couple

finds out about this...

it's going to put them off.

I thought you said

they weren't from here.

[tree branches

swaying in the air]

Look, if they show up,

make sure they buy it.

Let's just get rid of it

before anything else happens.

Alright!

[Soumili laughs]

[Harmesh] And she blushes...

[Harmesh laughs]

- Stop it.

Hey!

[Hindi song playing

on car radio]

- Oh, is that it?

- Hey!

- I think it's that one.

- Oh-oh, it's beautiful.

Yeah!

But why do we need

such an expensive house?

I think we should

reconsider, Harmesh.

Why? Look, we are here now.

We'll go inside. And

we'll take a look.

- Okay?

- Okay...

[car doors close]

[Soumili] Hey,

Sophie, we are here!

[Sophie] You are really going to

I love this house.

[key jingle, door clicks opens]

Wow!

The things here are original.

Everything seems just perfect!

[sinister music playing]

[door creaks open]

[Sophie] It's pretty big. You

can convert it to another room.

Okay. Eh, hold my hand.

- Careful! Your head.

- Yeah.

Wow!

[both chuckle]

Oh, my God!

- This is interesting.

- Yeah, it's quite spacious.

[haunting music playing]

Hmm... I bet you

love this place.

Yeah. You know we can turn this

into our children's playroom.

Hmm... maybe!

First, we have to...

give us the babies.

[chuckles]

[Sophie] Are you alright?

Yeah, Sophie, it's great.

We are coming.

[both chuckle]

Hey, what's this?

What's this?!

[ominous music playing]

Oh, my God! It's a book.

Listen, it's not yours.

Keep it back. Come on.

I know!

- Come on, let's go.

- Let's go.

[curtains rasping]

Wow!

Lovely, isn't it?

Beautiful.

Will you take it?

- Oh, well...

- Hmm-mm.

I think we'll take it.

I'll see you back at the office.

Hey, uh... Sophie?

Is there anything

you're not telling us?

It's ridiculously good price.

- Yeah, that it is. But uh...

- That it is!

Okay, Sophie, do you mind,

if we walk around for a bit?

Help yourselves!

- Hmm...

- She's weird. Hmm?

- Yeah, but the house is nice.

- Yeah.

[camera clicks]

Wow, I love it.

[Soumili laughs]

Barun, you cracked the

California case very easily.

There was no motive for the guy

to do what he did.

His records were clean.

[indistinct chatter]

Now coming to

Corvid's Head case.

No, sane person...

without any issues

just suddenly commit su1c1de.

Exactly!

So, Barun...

What's your-- What's your

gut feeling about this one?

I don't know.

We need more...

circumstantial evidence.

[suspenseful music playing]

[waves crashing at shore]

[upbeat music playing]

I am the fire darling

The fire itself

I am the fire darling

Dance around my flame

[song fades away]

[weird groaning noise]

[song plays, camera clicks]

Come on let's dance

together all night

until the sunrise

[gasps] Someone is there.

Oye!

Hey! Hey, hey, hey, stop!

What do you think you are doing?

I'm sorry.

Your curtain was open.

Eh... give me that.

No! Please important pictures.

Please don't!

You know you can't be taking

pictures of people when they are

in private.

I won't!

What's your name?

Brian!

Brian, you do that again...

and I will report to you.

Do you understand?

Take this and go.

And I don't want to

see you here anymore.

[ominous music playing]

[haunting whispers]

[things crashing downstairs]

- Harmesh?

[Harmesh groans]

[haunting whispers]

Harmesh?

[haunting whispers continue]

[furniture creaks and moves]

[Soumili groans]

[sighs]

[irritated groan]

[flips switch]

What is this doing here?

Strange!

Tsk...

[loud gasp]

Oh, my God!

[window creaks open]

[Soumili gasps]

[mild thunders]

[strained gasp]

[window clicks and closes]

[voice] Soumili

[Soumili scared gasp]

[rapid breathing]

[rumbling thunder]

Who is that?

[scared gasp]

[rumbling thunder continues]

[strained breathing]

[strongly exhales]

[yelps in fear]

[ghostly whisper]

You're going to die.

[ghostly noises]

[car zooms past]

Uh... Soumili, they are here.

That's Soumili, my wife.

She's the one who

actually heard something.

So, you didn't actually see

anyone inside the house?

I'm sure someone was here.

Because the windows were open.

Oh...

The box was emptied

on the floor.

A box? Where's that now?

I cleared it out.

Oh, you shouldn't be really

tampering with evidence.

- Umm... sorry.

- And what did you hear?

I'm sure I heard something.

Because that woke me up.

[thumping sound overhead]

And what's that?

Umm...

Erm... it's empty, though.

Old plumbing.

It makes a hell of a racket.

- Should we have a look?

- Yeah, sure.

Yes. Umm... this way.

It's only recently

that we have moved here.

Alright. Where from?

[attic door creaks open]

[attic door closes]

[footsteps climb down]

- Anything?

- Nothing!

Well, that doesn't appear to be

any more signs of an intruder.

So...

That's it! Nothing you can do?

Well, you heard a noise

and so that box had fallen over.

Nothing had been taken, so...

No, I saw something.

I'm sure!

[sighs]

Truth is... I was

asleep at the time.

Eh... it could be

these all windows.

It's the sea breeze around here.

It's stronger than you think.

Oh, if it's just the windows

then I can fix them.

Great! I will get in touch

if you have any more concerns.

Come this way.

That's okay. We can

see ourselves out.

Thank you, officer.

- Thank you.

- Thanks.

[crows cawing]

[floorboard creaking]

- Hi Sukhbir!

- Hey!

- Mmm...

- Okay!

And it's right next

to the cliff. Wow!

[birds chirping, the

door clicks open]

[door closes]

[mellow music playing]

[church bell tolling]

[birds chirping]

[crows cawing]

[sinister score playing]

[leaves rustling in the wind]

[gate creaks opens and closes]

[ominous music playing]

[doorbell croaks]

How about a housewarming party?

[knock on the door]

[Soumili chuckles]

[haunting music flourish]

Good afternoon.

I'm from Corvid's Head church.

- Hello, father. Please come in.

- Thank you.

[door creaks shut]

- My name is my father, Paul.

- Hello!

How's it been in the house?

Eh... good!

Would you mind

if I perform a blessing?

Oh, of course not.

Is it a tradition

in the village?

Well, the house has been empty

for some time.

- Sure! I'll get you a glass of

water. - Thank you.

[floorboard creaking]

[chilling music playing]

[floorboard creaking]

[briefcase clicks, crows cawing]

[ghostly whispers]

[loud ghostly voices]

[wooden horse rocking]

Oh, Holy Father...

we welcome your spirit

into this place.

[kettle creaking]

[chimney soot crackling]

[crackling intensifies]

[ominous music playing]

[clock ticking]

[rocking chair creaking]

[flies scuttling]

[door shuts close]

[father moans]

[crow caws]

[ghostly voice] Get out now!

Get out!

[loud shudder]

[panting and running]

[door creaks open]

Father?

[church bell tolling]

[cathedral door thuds open]

[door thuds shut]

Tell me!

I have failed...

Failed! Failed! Failed!

We can't afford

failure, father Paul.

Helpless lambs

when the spirit is too powerful.

We can't do anything.

Its necessary for us to

recognize our limitations.

The best way we could

serve our flock...

is to steer

everybody that we can

away from the danger.

I don't think we can

ignore this one...

sir!

[door lock thuds open]

I've been having terrible pain

in my stomach from the past

couple of hours.

Umm... initially,

I thought it was muscular.

-Myalgia--

-Myalgia?

Erm... I'm a nurse.

At the hospital?

I will be at the hospital

in a couple of weeks.

I've just moved here.

- From India?

- Yes!

I'm from Delhi.

But I have been working in the

UK for quite some time now.

We... erm...

bought a new house

at Corvid's Head.

I'm assuming yo've...

considered all the obvious

triggers; something you've

eaten... injury, etcetera.

Now tell me, Mrs. Banerjee.

Are you an anxious person?

- Moving house is stressful.

- It is.

- Specially when--

- Go on!

I think I had a

break-in in my house.

Do you think?

- You called the police?

- Yes.

But they weren't sure.

And then... And then,

I started doubting myself.

It was night...

I don't know.

How are you sleeping?

Not very well lately.

Stress can manifest itself

in a physically way, you know.

As pain!

And sleep deprivation will only

exacerbate this.

I'm prescribing you

some anti-depressants.

[approaching footsteps]

[knocks on window]

[door clicks open]

- Yes!

I'm Barun Rai.

I'm working with the police.

Is Brian in?

He has done nothing wrong.

I keep telling you lot.

I- Not even nicked any sweets

lately-- - No, no, no!

It's not about that.

I hear he's a photographer.

I'm interested in taking a look

at some of the pictures he's

taken.

You're as bad as her.

Who?

You are not having his photos.

So, get out of here.

Stop hounding him.

Although the arrest for theft

could've been far worse, you

know.

Just like her.

I can get a search warrant.

If you're going to make this

any more difficult.

[receding footsteps]

Thank you.

[door slams shut]

[suspenseful music playing]

You know, Jenny,

the deaths look strange.

They don't look like suicides.

Yes, the anomaly with the eyes.

It's been picked up by the

coroner by the victims, but...

as you know, they do appear

to be suicides.

There seems to be a

shadow in these photos.

Look at this lot.

Do you see something here?

They seem to be taken about the

same time they were going to

jump.

The same guy took both.

And I know what

you are thinking.

But he's not a suspect.

He's this simple guy

from the village called Brian.

Brian, again?

He took both photos.

That's a strange coincidence.

He is harmless. He's

just fascinated.

He's always taking photos.

Hmm...

There's a copy of his file

in your folder.

What about the shadow

in the picture...

next to the younger man?

If you're talking about

the bruising on the neck...

you're right; I did see.

No... the bruising was obvious.

I am talking about the shadows

standing next to him.

[Barun] This is the spot on the

cliff they have been jumping

from.

And they are all jumping

from the same place.

How strange?

Well, the last few certainly.

But when it's high-tide

it's impossible to tell.

The coroner's report

didn't mention any...

fume inhalation, did it?

No, why?

Because if the asphyxiation

happened beforehand...

then it likely to have been

by strangulation.

So?

You know, Jenny...

blocking the airways manually

takes a lot of strength.

And it takes longer

than one thinks.

And it's highly unlikely

that it happened on the cliff

and no one saw it!

Hmm... alright!

Mrs. Banerjee lives in the house

on the clifftop.

And she reported

hearing strange noises.

Maybe we should look

into it further.

[approaching footsteps]

[door clicks open]

[door closes]

[ominous music playing]

[footsteps overhead]

[loud and shocked gasp]

[panting]

[running footsteps]

[clock chimes and dings]

[TV white noise]

[dramatical music flourish]

[TV switches off]

[faint footsteps approaching]

[indistinct thudding noise]

[hounding footsteps]

[clock dings and chimes]

[door slams shut]

[chilling music playing]

[ominous music playing]

[gasps in shock]

[whimpers in fear]

[ghostly whispers]

[loud gasp]

[loud chime and

rapid clock movement]

[Soumili screaming]

[mirror shatters]

[car pulls over]

[panting rapidly]

[woeful music playing]

[exhales]

[whimpers and cries]

[door clicks open]

[door closes]

Soumili?

Harmesh!

- Harmesh!

- Soumili?

Please come here, Harmesh!

Soumili?

What just happened?

Soumili, are you--

Are you okay?

[Soumili crying]

I think I saw something.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, you...

saw someone here?

- No!

- Are you sure, Soumili?

I-- I'm not sure!

- I don't know.

- Okay. Okay. Okay.

Shush, it's okay. It's okay.

- No...

- Soumili, it's okay!

[loud crying]

Hey, it's okay.

It's okay, Soumili.

Hey! Sush... it's okay.

It's okay.

[softly whimpers]

It's a new country.

It's a new home.

It's... It's difficult.

I understand, okay!

Too much is happening too fast.

I know what I saw.

You didn't say that

one minute ago.

You said you're confused about

what you saw.

[Soumili whimpers and cries]

- It's okay.

Hey! Sush... it's okay.

Hey, I'm here with you. Okay.

Hello, I'm Barun Rai.

You are with the police?

I'm working with inspector Jones

on this one.

Okay.

- Please have a seat.

- Thank you.

- Would you like some tea?

- No! No, thank you.

What absurd noises did

you report to Jenny?

No, there have been no noises.

Not after we have

fixed the windows.

No, I heard noises.

Soumili!

Banging, thumping!

Different kinds of

noises. Kind of--

that makes you feel there's

another person in the house.

Listen, the truth is

that there was an intruder.

One of the first night

that we were here.

And, Soumili has been

on the edge ever since.

That's understandable.

Giving excuses for me?

- I'm not-- - They were not just

weird noises.

No!

I have felt fingers on my back

pushing me!

On my head, my shoulders.

It-- it's windy here.

And the windows needed fixing

and the panes.

And we have taken care of it.

Okay.

The move has been stressful.

- I can imagine.

- Can you help us?

I'll look into it.

Thank you very much.

But, uh...

I don't think we'll need it.

- As you wish. Bye.

- Yeah.

[exhales in disappointment]

[door locks]

Oh, God! You ask for

help from anyone.

If you cannot support.

At least don't talk.

I am very supportive.

Mr. Rai!

Sorry!

[ominous music flourish]

- What is this?

- I'm not sure.

I keep finding this lying around

in the entire house.

Like somebody has

been moving it.

Maybe your husband.

No, it's not him.

I just want this

out of my house.

- So I'll keep it. I'll look

into it. - Thank you.

[haunting music playing]

[Polly] Alexander and I

were meant to be together.

All those months of hope, the

planets suddenly align in my

favor.

And make them notice me.

[ethereal music playing]

Now our wedding now will be

under the light of

lunar blood moon.

It only happens every 50 years.

I couldn't be happier.

Hmm... it looks like

some form of a code.

Have to ask Sukhbir

to decipher it.

I have been seeing

something really odd.

Are you going to say that

I'm stressed and tired again.

Do you think you're

stressed or tired?

Yes, obviously, I am.

But I'm scared too.

I just want...

whatever I see,

this-- this weird, odd stuff.

This just needs to stop.

[suspenseful music playing]

This script looks like, Theban.

God! I Haven't seen

this at the university.

[women giggling]

- Gosh, it's cold today. Isn't

it? - It's freezing!

[ominous music playing]

So, how was your first day

in the surgery?

It was great!

My husband's busy.

So, I'm going to go home.

I'm going to take the woods.

- Careful. Bye.

- You too.

[sinister music playing]

[crows cawing]

[twig snaps]

[haunting music flourish]

[haunting music intensifies]

[door clicks open and shuts]

- Hey!

[floorboard creaking]

What happened?

Are you-- Are you okay?

You look worried.

You know that guy who was

taking our pictures.

- Yeah... - He followed me all

the way back.

- Is he still outside?

- No, I ran!

But he has followed me

from the hospital.

He's just a kid.

And he loves photography, okay?

Nothing to worry about.

Yeah! That's the reason he knows

my house address and my

workplace.

Why is he clicking my pictures?

- Because you're so beautiful.

- No!

That's why!

[laughs]

- It's not funny. It's scary.

- Listen...

Do you want me to report him?

- Yeah!

- Okay, I will.

Hmm? Yeah. So, relax.

Go take a bath and come.

Crazy creep!

I'll take care of it.

[slides changing]

[suspenseful music rise]

[slides change rapidly]

[projector switches off]

[switches on projector]

[ominous music playing]

[slides changing rapidly]

[projector powers down]

[projector comes on]

[ghostly snarl]

[phone rings]

[sharply exhales]

- It's Jenny.

- [coughs] Hello!

- Are you alright?

[sharply exhales]

Hi... Jenny!

Pleased to hear your voice.

Never been more glad. In fact.

[snickers]

Look, I don't know if it's

worth mentioning or not...

but the police from Corvid's

Head has been in touch.

There's been some sort of

incident at the house on the

cliff.

I wonder if it's connected

to the suicides.

Okay!

[lighter clicks]

Maybe you could subtly find out.

- You should speak to him.

- Hmm.

[birds chirping]

[car brake squeals and halts]

Hello there!

- Are you father, Paul?

- I am.

- Good morning to you.

- Good morning.

I think my colleague, Inspector

Jones got in touch with you.

That may have been a mistake.

I'm an old man.

I'm here to talk to you about

the Corvid's Head suicides.

I don't know anything.

I'm not accusing

you of anything.

I think you might

be able to help me.

I can provide comfort to

the families. That's all!

Father, I believe you

do know something.

It's not the cliff, is it?

Father, if you know anything...

[footsteps walking away]

[orchestral music playing]

[cheerful giggling]

[loud waves crashing]

[audience applauding]

[car zooms away]

[indistinct crashing waves]

[On TV] It's going to be

a difficult year.

I think every year

is a difficult year.

But to know that it's something

forbidden to go for.

[TV sound fades away]

- What's going on, Brian?

Mum, I'm sorry. I can't.

Every time I open the door,

someone's asking about your

photos.

Where are you going?

[On TV] Only we could get going.

[Soumili] Harmesh,

I'm going to take a bath.

[water running in the tub]

[squeaky wiping sound]

[ghost swishes through]

[shocked gasp]

[news] The Russians strengthen

their hoard on Afghanistan

sending in more

men and equipment

and moving deeper

into the country.

And are in complete control

of the capital Kabul

and the roads leading to it.

[ominous music playing]

[news] ...is in fact in Russia.

The Russian invasion force has

joined forces with Washington.

[news continues to play on TV]

[strained gurgling and gasping]

[rapid panting]

[strained groaning and running]

[ghostly whispers]

[painful screaming]

[ominous music playing]

Till now, there 140, 000 Soviets

in Afghanistan.

- in another two divisions...

[door creaks open]

[female vocalizing]

[Soumili] Harmesh...

[Soumili giggling]

Harmesh!

- Soumili?

- Come here.

[Soumili laughing]

- Follow me!

- Soumili?

Come here, Harmesh.

[echoing] Soumili,

where are you going?

Soumili, please come back.

Soumili?

Soumili! Soumili, no!

Wow!

[Soumili laughs]

Stop. Come back.

[Soumili] Harmesh, come soon!

Soumili, listen to

me. Come on, yeah!

Soumili!

- Come back.

- Harmesh, hurry up!

[Soumili] You still love me?

Oh my God!

[loud laughter]

Come here, Harmesh.

No!

[Harmesh screaming]

[shudders]

Sou-- Soumili!

Soumili!

[air whooshes]

Soumili!

Soumili!

[body thuds]

[ominous music playing]

- No!

- What's happening?

What? What do you see?

Get the cops over to the cliff.

Soumili!

[flies scuttling]

[Harmesh screaming]

[Soumili gasps loudly]

[camera clicks]

Hello, Corvid's

Head, police station?

[intense music playing]

[camera clicking pictures]

Who was with him?

- [camera clicks] Was it you?

- Me?

- I saw something.

- It wasn't me.

- I know it was you.

- I was just taking pictures.

- Come with me.

- I didn't do anything.

What are you doing? Let me go.

[reporter] It was

Soumili Banerjee,

whose husband, Harmesh didn't

return home last night.

He was last seen at the cliff

edge over there at Corvid's

Head.

Police are searching the area

as you can see.

And with the recent suicides,

fresh still in people's minds

it's a wonder whether this

dangerous cliff edge has taken

yet another life.

[helicopter hovering]

[woeful music playing]

Mrs. Banerjee...

I'm so deeply sorry

for your loss.

It must be an awful shock.

We are going to do a thorough

investigation.

We have our boats out there

at the moment.

I will keep you updated

with any progress.

But I must warn you. Because

there's high-tide running...

[Soumili softly whimpers]

...these things take time.

Mrs. Banerjee...

He wouldn't do that.

Why would he?

We are going to investigate.

I promise!

Did he leave a note

or letter, anything?

We'll get to the bottom of this.

We have two eye-witnesses to

help us out with the

investigation.

But at this point,

anything is possible.

I'll contact you

when I hear more.

[footsteps approaching desk]

[chair screeches, cuffs jingle]

[Brian sniffles]

[Brian softly whimpers]

[cassette player clicks]

Commencing the interview with

the suspect, Brian Dawson at

11:03.

Did you push him?

[dramatical music flourish]

Push...

Was that your answer?

I must warn you this

conversation is being

recorded...

and maybe used in

the court of law.

[whimpers and scratches head]

I'll ask you again.

Did you push him?

[Brian sniffles]

Not me!

- Not Brian [neck snaps]

- Well, then who?

[chilling music playing]

Brian, how do you know, Was

Harmesh going to be at the

cliff?

[bangs head on the desk]

Stop that!

[whimpers and cries]

[haunting whooshing, evil snarl]

[cassette player clicks off]

The interview suspended at 11:05

[Brian speaks in tongues]

[cell door opens and closes]

Thanks for coming.

Something happens to Brian.

Do you want to follow me?

So, we put him in here.

Right!

- I'll leave you to it.

- Thank you.

[evil snarling and grunting]

Brian!

[creature snarling]

Brian?

Are you confessing to m*rder?

[creature continues to snarl]

Who are you?

[haunting growls and snarling]

[creature screams,

cell door opens]

[suffocates, neck snaps]

[gasps for breath]

[Barun struggling and gagging]

Barun?

[Barun panting]

- Are you okay?

- What happened?

- Excuse me!

[Barun exhales in relief]

[Brian sniffling and crying]

He doesn't look much like

a physical thr*at to me.

- He was in distress.

- No thanks to you lot.

I don't think you understand

just how serious this is.

Brian is a prime suspect

in a potential m*rder case.

What?!

Brian, what have you done?

[whimpers and nods head]

Do you have a solicitor?

Will I need one?

You might do.

Come on!

[footsteps walking away]

[waves crashing]

[haunting whooshing]

[clock ticking]

[door knob rattles]

[rattling intensifies]

[Soumili screaming]

[furniture screeching]

[door closes]

[curtains rasping open]

Mrs. Banerjee, what's happened?

What has to happen around here

for you to do your job?

What? Eh...

Something's wrong in the house.

Do you have another break-in?

No!

Wait!

Yes!

If that's what it

takes. Then, yes!

Tell me exactly what you saw,

Mrs. Banerjee.

Please trust me. I'm

very open-minded.

I've seen chairs

moving by themselves.

Cupboards...

I don't know how they do it.

By-- By strings or...

You don't believe me.

You don't believe me.

I can see it in your eyes.

You don't believe me.

No, it's not that. I'm just...

I know you've been through

a lot lately.

Look, please sit down.

I think there's

something I can do.

My colleague, Barun Rai, 's an

expert in investigating

situations like these.

Please let me call him for you.

[sharply exhales]

Okay.

[birds cawing and chirping]

[gate opens and closes]

[chilling music playing]

[ghostly whispers]

[door clicks open]

Are you okay?

What happened?

I don't know.

I just-- I just fell.

Please... careful!

[Soumili] Please sit.

Would you like some water?

[Barun] No thank you.

Inspector Jones

had told me that...

you believe in

paranormal activities.

It's a subject of

my interest. Yes!

You mean there's something wrong

with the house.

Haunted?

Yes!

My husband...

Do you know what had happened?

I saw him standing on the cliff.

I ran towards him

from the hotel. But...

There... When I got

there, he wasn't there.

[sighs]

Did you...

Did you...

see him jump?

No, I did not see him jump.

[somber music playing]

Was he alone or...

I can't say for sure.

Hmm... like I said...

when I got there,

he wasn't there.

And the police

are investigating.

Let's see.

- I think we should wait.

- Hmmm.

Mrs. Banerjee, the other day

you gave me a diary.

There are some pictures at

the back. Did you see them?

No!

[Soumili] They said they had

not found his body.

I feel there's still a chance.

What if they're wrong?

You said yourself that the

police are very certain.

If you don't accept that...

you simply can't embrace

your sense of grief.

But I want to know

what happened.

What was he going through?

Why would he do this?

[indistinct waves crashing]

[door clicks open and shuts]

Oh!

[exhales]

[exhales, rocking chair creaks]

[floorboard creaking]

[radio starts playing]

[switches off the radio]

[radio switches back on]

[song plays on radio]

[switches off the radio]

[hissing voice] Soumili...

[haunting music plays]

[hissing voice] Soumili...

[flies scuttling noise]

[hissing voice] I am here

to take you Soumili...

[scuttling noise intensifies]

[Soumili screaming]

[ghostly cackle]

[Soumili gasping and panting]

[chilling music playing]

[chilling music seething]

[sharply exhales]

[furniture creaking]

[door creaks]

[ghostly snarl,

Soumili screaming]

[incoherently panting]

[panting]

[exhales]

[chilling music playing]

[ethereal swooshing]

What?

What was it? What did you see?

The cliff top on

Corvid's Head...

- near the Banerjees' house.

- Yeah!

I felt a strange power.

Strange... Strange energy there.

It felt as if... it's

growing stronger!

It's gaining confidence.

Go on!

I saw...

dozens of bodies

by the shoreline.

[Sukhbir] No!

It's as if...

this energy, this power, is

is waiting for something.

Could the sea have

something to do with it?

When is the next spring tide?

It must be in the local papers.

Oh, yeah! Ah!

It says...

Oh, it's this week!

- Really?

[ocean sounds]

[door clicks open]

[hopeful music playing]

Ma!

[both crying]

Ma!

We're helping the police with

their investigation into...

Harmesh's death.

Soumili is sleeping.

We just wanted to ask her

a couple of quick questions.

We don't have much time.

Ready?

[ominous music playing]

[indistinct voice on TV]

[Soumili] Harmesh...

- Soumili?

[Soumili laughing]

Soumili, is that you?

[Soumili laughing]

[Soumili laughing]

Soumili, where are you going?

Soumili, please

come back, Soumili!

[Harmesh] Soumili!

[Soumili] It's so nice here.

[Harmesh] Soumili, please stop!

Come on.

No!

[screaming]

[Harmesh screaming]

[camera clicking]

So, what did you see?

I saw Harmesh running behind

someone on the cliff top.

Tch... it was Brian, right?

No... I think it was a woman.

I... I thought it was Soumili.

- Soumili?

- Hmm.

But then she turned her head

around it looked like someone

else.

But...

Soumili told inspector Jones,

that she was in the bath at the

time.

Do you think she was lying?

I can't say.

But you know what I am thinking?

Harmesh was convinced...

that whoever it was

that he was running behind

was Soumili!

Are you 100% sure

that it wasn't?

If Soumili is responsible

for Harmesh's death...

who is responsible for all

the other apparent suicides?

When did it all start?

I need to find out.

[pensive music playing]

[newspaper reading

machine creaks]

All of these men jumped.

But only one woman.

Polly Shlonvick,

she was the first.

Is she the shadow in the photos?

Could she be the one?

[Sukhbir] She was supposed

to marry, Alexander.

[artifact trilling]

[typewriter clacking]

[nervously tapping]

[phone rings]

- Hello?

- Hello, Sukhbir.

Yeah, Barun.

Could you make any sense

of the diary?

Yeah, the diary talks about

Alexander, a lot.

But it was written by someone

whose name isn't obvious.

I think it begins with a "P."

And you won't believe this.

He cheated on her.

[intense music playing]

[man and women giggling]

[Sukhbir] She was supposed to

marry Alexander.

[deceiving music playing]

[women wailing and crying]

[Alexander] Polly! Polly!

It looks like she's

written a curse on all men.

I see.

[overlapping voices]

Listen to this.

"The price of the

betrayal will be heavy."

"The price of the betrayal

is mine to take."

"I will not rest until vengeance

has been won."

"All men who dare

cross my path...

"will suffer for the

pain bestowed on me

by my betrayal."

[dramatic music playing]

[Polly screaming]

[Alexander] Polly!

[lightning and thunder]

[basement door creaking]

[Barun] She was

betrayed by her fiance.

And so she's been taking it out

on the men of Covid's Head.

I guess is she wants to get into

the house on the cliff.

[ethereal music playing]

[woman] What's this?

[woman 2] This book!

[woman 3] Again?

[Brian] Not me!

Not Brian!

[man screaming]

[wooden horse creaking]

- We need to get Soumili out of

there. - Okay, sure!

- Yeah, go around there. Will

you? - Okay, I'll do it.

Okay.

[brooding music playing]

[hissing voice] Soumili!

[knocking on door]

[pulsing music playing]

[overlapping voices]

[hissing voice] Soumili!

[knocking on door]

[gasps in shock]

[rapid panting]

- Is there anyone in?

- No!

I tried, but...

It seemed like nobody there.

- Do you want me to wait?

- No.

Why don't you go back to

the hotel? Be by the phone.

Keep an eye on this place.

If you see anything wrong,

call the cops.

Okay? Do you have the diary?

Yeah! Here.

Great, thank you.

- Come on.

- But where do you going?

To get back up.

[church bell tolling]

Father Paul.

I already told you.

I don't know anything.

[footsteps approaching]

You knew Alexander.

And Polly was a

member of your Parish.

[suspenseful music playing]

I'm sorry, Mr. Rai.

I'm busy organizing

the church service.

Did you know, Polly wrote

about you in her diary.

It was Polly at the

house the other day.

Wasn't it?

You two were really close?

Weren't you?

Did she speak to

you? At the house?

[panting]

Father, this is

really important.

Soumili's life is in danger.

And now with this moon...

if you know anything about

how to appease this spirit

please help me. Guide me.

Father...

She's already too powerful.

There's nothing we can do.

Have you dealt with

any such spirits before?

So, what you are

saying is that...

you're prepared to

let Soumili die.

There must be

something we can do.

I'm sorry, Mr. Rai.

Nothing at all.

You loved Polly once.

[pensive music playing]

[Father Paul] You

don't know anything.

Please leave.

If not for Soumili...

come for Polly.

Set her free!

[church bell tolling]

Yes.

This inspector...

he's very determined.

We need to do something.

I can't.

[door creaks and shuts]

The last time I tried...

I virtually lost my legs.

I'm worried about Brian.

With good reason

Brian is listening every time

the demon calls him.

[Brian screaming in agony]

He is not totally

in the demon's possession.

There's no telling what he might

command him to do.

What about Soumili?

Soumili?

Do you mean Polly?

This is about her?

Please...

guide me!

[grunts and exhales]

Father Paul, we are dealing

with a vengeance demon.

A very powerful one!

Pervu Novak!

Every time he takes a life...

he grows more powerful.

And now, he's almost got control

of Polly!

If a ghost that

has wronged in life

is drawn to it.

What will happen to Polly?

I feel the demon is using her

to get into the...

the house!

[ghostly voices]

What did you say?

Have you laid eyes on Polly?

Yes.

- And?

- Rotten!

Decomposed shell.

I see!

You're right, father Paul.

The demon is looking

for a new host.

Yes...

If Soumili and Polly...

become one

on the blood-red-moon

there's no telling

what its strength would be.

It could k*ll us all.

We will be in great danger.

All of us!

We must save, Soumili.

We must do it

quickly, father Paul.

[ominous music playing]

God be with you.

Now!

What is it?

The first commandment.

Breaking the first rule.

Will he forgive me?

Father Paul, we both knew this

day was going to come about.

You have to make a sacrifice.

God be with you.

Now go!

[crow cawing]

[crashing waves]

I would set no vile

things before my eyes.

I hate the deeds

of faithless men.

I will have nothing

to do with evil.

He who practices deceit...

won't be allowed in my house.

He who speaks falsehood...

won't be established

before my eyes.

Morning by morning...

I would destroy all

the wicked of the land.

[Brian growls]

[ominous music playing]

[growling noises in sink]

[Soumili screaming]

[gasping in fear]

[lightning and thunder]

[Soumili sobbing]

[ominous music playing]

I miss you!

[Soumili laughing]

[rumbling thunder]

Soumili?

[doorknob rattling]

Open the door, Soumili.

[overlapping ghostly voices]

[glass breaks, furniture moves]

[gasps in shock]

[loud thud]

[Harmesh] Soumili!

Harmesh?

Harmesh?

[Harmesh singing] Remember me?

[accordion music playing]

Remember me?

Oh, my God!

Remember me?

Harmesh, wait.

Harmesh, where are you going?

Harmesh?

Stop playing games, Harmesh.

Harmesh?

Harmesh, please!

Harmesh, please!

[ghostly whispers]

Are you here?

[thunder and lightning]

[Harmesh] Soumili!

Harmesh?

Soumili!

[haunting music playing]

[Soumili screaming]

[panting and gasping]

What are you doing?

[Soumili's mother screaming]

[Brian grunting,

Soumili panting]

[thunder and lightning]

[growling noise]

- Barun...

- Father, you are here.

What's happened to your head?

You're bleeding.

The sofa came out of the way

and hit me.

Forget that. How do we get in?

The door is locked.

Okay. There's a basement here.

After you, father.

[lock rattling]

[grunts and pulls the hatch]

[growling noise]

[hatch shuts closes]

[Soumili struggling]

[ominous music playing]

[ghost screaming]

It's out there.

It's waiting for us.

[ghostly voice singing]

[evil cackling]

[growls and sighs]

Don't look at her.

Draw a circle around me

[evil cackling]

We pray to thee

our God this day.

I will set no vile

things before my eyes.

I will have nothing

to do with evil.

[harmonic voice] Oh, please!

The power of Christ compels you.

[growling and screeching]

It's my house!

[strong wind]

He who speaks falsehood.

Won't be established

before my eyes.

Morning by morning

[mimics] Morning by morning.

Morning by morning. Morning by

morning.

Barun, why are you

doing this to me?

Please save me.

I'm scared.

[whimpers]

- Help me! I can't bear it.

- Soumili?

I hate the deeds

of faithless men.

Dare you not...

[seething cross]

I told you that burn.

[laughing hysterically]

He who speaks falsehood.

Won't be established

before my eyes.

- Morning by morning

- You have to fight it.

- I will destroy all the wicked

of the land - Fight it, Soumili.

- Fight it. - I will have

nothing to do with evil.

[Soumili screaming in pain]

He who speaks falsehood.

Won't be established

before my eyes.

Soumili, you have to fight it.

Won't be established

before my eyes.

Won't be established

before my eyes.

[sharply exhales]

[evil cackling]

I will not leave her!

[ghostly voice] Get out!

Only when she becomes one.

And you can call the

devil by its name.

Leave its host.

[father moans, flies scuttling]

[Barun grunts]

May the holy cross be my light.

May the devil never be my guide.

Be gone, Satan!

Barun, you must get Polly

out of Soumili.

Use the diary.

Sacred water...

Write me down, the devil.

Give me all you have.

Let me feel your power.

Do it!

- Do it now!

- Pollyanna

[Soumili screaming in pain]

Take me now!

Let me be yours!

[expl*si*n, screaming]

Barun...

[struggling moans]

[crackling fire]

[sirens wailing in the distance]

Is she okay? Is it over?

- Yes, it's over now.

- Okay.

Easy.

All yours, Jenny.

Father Paul sacrificed himself

for the sake of the village.

And got rid of the

negative energy.

Harmesh has not been found.

But at least my efforts

have amounted to something.

Soumili will have the chance

to start a new life.

Now I too must move on

to where I'm needed next.

Until then...

[radio] You're listening

to the Radio Morning News.

Corvid's Head, the UK's

former su1c1de capital...

had reported no new deaths

for over a year now.

Police are confident that the

expl*si*n of killings or su1c1de

that took place here

are all in the past.

And as for the local villagers

the infamous story of the house

on the cliff

is now no more than an anecdote.

Tell me what you see

when you look at me

I've been losing sleep

waiting to feel free

Hell, I need to be

it's the only way to grieve

It's over when you see

ought to put the

change of scene

Come on let me see

Who left the light on

everybody is silent

I've been walking alone

You take your time

Telling me I'm doing fine

But this is growing old

In 1978...

you left me waiting

Why can't we say this

You let me waiting

In 1978...

Take me to the new place

the house upon the cliff

Telling you're not safe

I'm over all of this

You've been getting hasty

Tasty... your lips

Did you hear the sound from

upstairs who could even know

Listen, now you don't care

cigarettes smoke

fills the cold dark air

Who let the light on

everybody's silent

I've been walking alone

You take your time

telling me I'm doing fine

but this is growing old

In 1978...

you let me waiting

Why can't we say this...

you let me waiting

In 1978...

Who left the light on?

Everybody's silent

I've been walking alone

You take your time

telling me I'm doing fine

but this is growing old
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