-(heart monitor beeping) -(door latch clicks)
(melancholic music)
(Kalidas) My little angel only wants to be fed by me.
(Savithri) She's my little angel.
-(Kalidas) She prefers that I feed her. -(Savithri) No, she likes me more.
Right, dear?
-Eat, dear. -(Kalidas) Eat.
-Yay, my dear! Superb! -Come on.
You're always on your father's side.
Oh, no, no.
-I'm on both your sides. -Is it?
Then, you take this bite.
-(eerie music) -(clinking)
My master used to say this during my childhood.
The brain that controls a man weighs only 1,300 grams.
But it produces at least 6,000 thoughts in a day.
And 90% of those thoughts disappear the next day.
But a few turn into beliefs
and follow them around like their shadows.
Sometimes those shadows become real
and push them forward.
A similar incident took place in this mansion.
Room number 605.
(eerie music)
(engine rumbling)
(broker in Hindi) Come, sir.
(children) Yay!
(girl) Hey, wait, Chintu!
Nana, we've arrived. Come out.
(foreboding music)
Come on.
Sir, that suitcase looks heavy. Let me carry it for you...
My father has gone silent ever since my mother died.
Don't take it personally.
It's okay, sir.
Sir, what's in that case anyway?
My mother is in it.
Let's go, sir.
(Rajeev) Why does it look so old?
-(broker) The flat is extraordinary. -(children) Yay!
Usually, we don't get rental flats for less than ₹25,000 around here.
You're lucky you got it for ₹7,000.
Sir, please reconsider my commission.
-Hmm. -(broker chuckles)
(jingles)
-(girl) Hey, wait! -(broker) Baby, baby!
(broker in Hindi) Come here.
What is your name?
Devudamma.
Devudamma?
DEVUDAMMA
-(Radha) Ammu! -(Ammu) Coming, Amma!
Take this.
-Count it up. -(broker chuckles excitedly)
Sir! Sir!
One minute, sir.
I forgot to tell you an important thing, sir.
Don't go to flat number 613 even by mistake, sir.
Because
the previous tenant there
used to communicate with spirits.
That's what people here used to believe, sir.
(intense music)
We don't know what happened suddenly.
But people here believe that those ghosts are still there.
I know that.
You may leave.
Sir, sir...
How do you know that, sir?
You just told me.
Oh.
That's right.
Sir, don't come back to me later, saying I didn't tell yo--
Sir, I'm not joking!
Be careful, sir! (raps on door)
-(raps on door) -(grunts in annoyance)
(rapping persists)
What... Huh?
(menacing music)
(in Sanskrit) "Death is certain for the one who has been born,
"and rebirth is inevitable for one who has died."
You are being pursued by the Goddess of Death.
Death is certain!
(music intensifies)
(snickering menacingly)
(ominous humming)
(buzzes)
Father, please join us.
Nana, which story will you tell me today?
If you eat properly today, I'll tell you your story.
My story?
I mean my mother's.
I'll tell you Devudamma's story.
Hmm.
(ominous music)
(fan creaking)
(mumbling)
(Ammu) Nana.
-Nana! -(sinister laughter)
You said you'd tell me a story.
Come on, begin my story.
Whenever there was a festival in my village,
the first dish from every household
would be offered to Devudamma as part of a ritual.
(religious music playing)
(crowds shouting prayers)
♪ Devudamma, Devudamma ♪
If Amma ate her fill without leaving anything behind,
it was believed that the village will be prosperous.
No matter what challenges they'd encounter,
they'd find courage through Devudamma.
(screams)
(crying and wailing)
(eerie music)
Amma, Devudamma!
I don't know what is wrong with her, Devudamma.
You're our only hope, Amma!
(screaming and wailing continue)
(Devudamma) Hey!
(chanting)
(grunts)
(menacing music)
♪ Devudamma, Devudamma ♪
♪ Devudamma ♪
Om Shanthi.
(grunts)
(ominous whispers)
-Huh? -(gasps)
My mother had the power to communicate with spirits.
Grandma was really great, Nana.
However, she left me behind.
Not one day was I away from my mother since my childhood.
Before my mother left me behind,
she promised me one thing.
Amma, please don't leave me.
-Amma. -Don't cry, little one.
I'll return.
We will live together.
-(woman 1) No, Devudamma! -(woman 2) No, Amma!
Okay, Amma.
I'll be waiting for you.
I'll be waiting.
(distant humming)
Don't worry, Nana.
Why don't you talk to Grandma
the way she talked to spirits, Nana?
I tried many times.
(chanting)
Amma! Where are you, Amma?
Amma, come to me! Amma!
Amma, come to me!
But my attempts were useless.
Try again, Nana.
I will.
I'll definitely talk to Amma.
You really think this is a good bedtime story for a child?
That's it for today. Go to sleep.
Hmm.
(sighs)
(ominous whispers)
(eerie music)
-Laxmi. -Yes?
Do the laundry after your work and go.
Sure, Ms. Radha.
Amma, we don't have school today.
Since you have no school today,
you two play at home until I return in the evening.
Do not step out.
And do no mischief.
Eat on time.
Okay? And no fighting.
Finish your homework, okay?
Amma.
When will you come to me, Amma?
-Dear, take care of the kids. -You said you'd come back.
I've prepared food and kept it on the dining table.
Please eat on time with Father.
(phone rings)
-Hello? -(man) Well?
Do you recognise my voice?
-When are you returning my money? -Please, sir.
I need some time.
I'll pay you back for sure in two months.
I give you two days.
If you don't clear it in two days,
I'll give you two options.
Either leave your job and come visit me from 9 a.m. to 6 p.m.,
or I'll come to you every night.
Now it's your choice.
Sir, I'll pay you back for sure.
Thank you.
(sighs)
What's wrong, Radha?
(melancholic music)
It's my life.
Before I can even comprehend my happiness,
the dark cloud of misery reminds me of its existence.
What happened?
My husband is completely disturbed since his mother's death.
I'm liable for the loans he took since his business sank.
We moved to another house as you suggested.
But I don't see any change in that man.
Telling his mother's stories to the kids,
standing before his mother's photo, waiting for her return every day.
I don't have anyone there to share my sorrows, Swapna.
My only fear is for my children's future, Swapna.
(disturbing music)
(ominous humming)
(thunder strikes)
(jingles)
(creaking)
(creaks loudly)
-(jingling) -(creaking)
(foreboding music)
(thunderclaps)
(clatter)
(bells clang)
(chanting)
(chanting continues)
(haunting music)
♪ Devudamma, Devudamma ♪
Amma.
(screams)
(gasps)
(yelps)
(rocking horse creaking)
Ammu!
Dear!
(distant thud)
(thudding continues)
-(bangles clink) -(matchstick strikes)
I saw Amma.
Where is Ammu?
(whispers)
(ominous humming)
Why did you bring me here?
Where's Ammu, dear?
(menacing music)
(thunderclaps)
♪ Devudamma, Devudamma ♪
Welcome, little one.
Why did you stop there?
Amma.
Are you here, Amma?
Amma.
(sighs happily)
You came back, Amma.
Did you come for me?
Amma.
Please don't leave me alone.
Take me with you this time.
(haunting music)
I can't be all by myself.
Devudamma!
It's been a long time since I have seen you.
How are you?
Chintu.
Come here, son.
I'm your grandmother.
Hey.
It's Grandmother.
Grandmother.
Come on.
(Rajeev) Come.
Come.
(Rajeev chuckles in joy)
(Rajeev) Come on, son.
(eerie music)
What is it, Radha?
Can't you believe what you're seeing?
I have returned.
I'm here because I couldn't bear seeing my son in misery anymore.
I'm here to take you all with me.
How long will you suffer here
to support this family all alone?
It's enough.
Join us, Radha.
I've made all the arrangements for you in the afterlife.
It's my responsibility to look after you.
Together we will
live happily
in the other world
without any difficulties.
Come on, Radha.
Come.
(chilling music)
Come on, Radha.
Come.
-(Chintu) Come, Amma. -(Devudamma) Come.
-Come on, Amma. -Come.
-Come, dear. -(Chintu) Come, Amma.
(creaks loudly)
(thunder strikes)
What happened to that family?
(thunder rumbling)
Why is the door open?
Ms. Radha?
Ms. Radha!
Where could she have gone?
She didn't even tell me...
(thunder crackling)
(creaking)
(terrifying music)
(thunder strikes)
Ms. Radha!
(grunts)
A man with a happy family who moved into that house was misguided
by his mother, which led to his and his family's death.
Here.
We couldn't find anything but this.
(box shuts)
(suspenseful music)
According to the story you just narrated,
that family was not as beautiful as they seemed to be.
Seeing his mother die right in front of him,
he strongly believed what she said in his childhood,
and hoped she would really return to him.
As he was waiting for her, the broker's words affected him.
He corrupted the innocent child's mind with his crazy stories.
(screaming and wailing)
Grandmother is so great, Nana.
Ammu, who believed in her dad's stories,
imagined herself in that role.
She played that role.
And eventually believed that she was Devudamma herself.
Come, Radha.
Children's minds should be filled with facts,
not lies.
Ammu's father's mistake
not only took his life but also sacrificed his entire family.
Use this every day.
The wound in your eye will be cured soon.
(eerie music)