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Who are you?
Who are you?
Will the false images shown by the heart Break in front of the eyes?
Will time solve this clueless puzzle?
As the depth of eerie silence Echoes all over
Will this wild run after the shadows In the dark, stop?
Will the unresolved legends Unearth the truth
And the apparitions Of the mystery die away?
You both wait here. Okay?
Sir, here's a nail. Keep it as evidence.
Okay, madam.
Okay. When she wakes up, call this number and inform me.
Sir, I spoke to that hospital's in charge.
The pregnant lady's condition is critical.
She's not in a state to give us any statement.
Sir, her name is Sangeetha.
She and her niece returned late last night from the town hospital.
During that time, her husband Ekambaram was in the house.
I spoke to her niece, Dhanam.
She came here early in the morning.
The door was locked and no one answered her calls.
Then… she peeped through that window.
She noticed Sangeetha lying here unconscious.
Later, their relatives broke in and woke Sangeetha up.
It seems she was delirious.
She cried out saying that Vanaratchi came after her unborn baby.
But took her husband instead.
That is why the local police informed us, sir.
They think this incident could be linked to our case.
The door was locked from inside.
Sangeetha used that pestle to break into the room.
Within those few seconds, the people who chased her…
should have broken in through the roof,
abducted her husband,
and escaped through the same hole.
But that's not possible. They wouldn't have had that much time.
Chasing Sangeetha and frightening her was a distraction.
Ekambaram was their primary target.
The kidnappers were inside this room even before Sangeetha entered the house.
As of now, it's an abduction.
Ekambaram could still be alive.
Before something happens to him,
we need to find out where he is.
Are the sniffer dogs here?
Hey, Charlie. Cool.
Muthu! Down boy.
Hey!
Muthu! Down!
Hey, Charlie! Cool, boy.
What happened to them?
Why are they barking like this?
Don't know, sir.
They usually don't behave this way.
Charlie, cool. Cool!
Hey.
Sorry, maintenance work is going on in our hospital.
Not to worry.
We've been informed that the power will be back soon.
It's okay.
I wanted to know your initial observations.
That's why I came before the autopsy.
Sure.
There are a few small bruises on the skin.
Antemortem.
It occurred before his death.
Because he was abducted.
The kidnappers broke in through the roof,
and abducted him through the hole in the ceiling
Really?
The stiffness of the body and the position of the limbs…
are similar to that of the previous victim Robert.
Doctor, is that your phone?
No, I didn't bring my phone. It is in the office room.
Then where is the sound coming from?
Didn't you check if he is alive or dead?
You brought him just like that?!
We checked the pulse, Doctor.
We extracted the body only after the forensic team gave the report.
There is no pulse.
But there is something inside his throat.
And it's moving.
Look at this green insect. What a beauty!
So tiny and tube-shaped.
What a magnificent creation!
These are genetically stick insects.
They belong to the family of Praying Mantis.
Among all the insects, these are the best silk producers.
Shall I tell you an interesting fact about this?
Spiders create silk from their stomach.
Silkworms create silk from their saliva.
But the webspinners…
create silk from the special silk ejectors on their front legs.
Take a look.
With each step they put forward…
hundreds of silk threads are ejected.
Which is why it is so funny to watch them walk.
They don't want to step on their silk ejectors by mistake.
So, they will be cautious while walking.
Sometimes they run backward instead of walking forward.
I am sorry to interrupt.
Can you tell us why these insects
target the dead bodies of these particular victims?
Oh, yes. Definitely.
I need to study their behavior and conduct some tests.
After that, I will be able to answer you.
Give me two weeks time. I will give you a detailed report.
Doctor, we don't have that much time.
There are lives at stake here.
Please tell me one thing.
Can these insects be trained to weave cocoons around the victims?
Unlike birds and animals…
insects cannot be trained that easily.
Doctor, we know that.
I've read about Stephen Kutcher, a famous entomologist.
He used live spiders, locusts, and butterflies for shooting films.
In Hollywood movies like Jurassic Park, Spiderman, and Arachnophobia…
he used different techniques to control these insects.
In a closed and controlled environment…
with the use of light, sound, fire, and wind…
we can make the insects fly or walk in a particular direction.
But in an open environment,
we can't make them do complex tasks, like spin webs or build a cocoon.
That's highly impossible.
What is it, Ayyanar?
Why do you look upset?
Everything happening around us…
seems so bizarre and supernatural.
Come on, man.
DSP is on his way to the station. Let's go.
This is not the work of just one person, sir.
We are possibly looking at a group of two or more perpetrators.
They are highly intelligent, calculative, and organized.
They were very careful about not leaving any evidence at the crime scenes.
They left a few things only because they wanted us to notice them.
What about the motive?
The motive is not clear yet.
But these were not random kills.
There is a reason behind choosing these victims.
Do the three deceased victims know each other?
Are there any connections or commonalities between them?
We are trying to get answers to that.
But, Rishi…
how can you be sure that the three murders were committed by the same group?
Bala, the first victim succumbed to the injuries caused by the accident.
And the other two died due to cardiac arrest.
The causes of death are different.
Yes.
MO is certainly different.
But look at their signature style.
The cocoon, the oleander flowers, and the condition of the bodies.
They are the same in all the three incidents.
The killers did not attempt to hide the bodies in bushes or anywhere else.
They wanted the victims to be found.
They want the attention.
Someone from that group is dressing up and pretending to be the Vanaratchi.
In case there are any eyewitnesses,
they can frighten them or distract them.
But I feel there could also be something more to this.
I feel that the killers are trying to convey some message.
Do you want this doll?
Here.
Jaya, let's go.
You have enough dolls already. Come!
I finished shopping just now.
I'll be there in ten minutes.
Jagan? He's at home.
I'll ask him to collect the parcel.
Jaya!
What are you doing there at this hour?
You better come inside.
Jaya.
Haven't I told you not to go near those bushes?
Won't you listen to me?
I saw a scorpion lurking there yesterday.
Come inside. Right now!
Jaya.
Jaya.
Did Jaya come inside?
No, I didn't see her.
Please go and see if she's over there.
Jaya.
Jaya.
The kid never answers when I call her!
Jaya.
You naughty brat! Where the hell are you?
Jaya, can't you hear me shouting?
It's all your dad's fault!
He has pampered and spoiled you too much.
Jagan. Hey, Jagan!
-What is it, Mom? -To hell with your earphones!
-Did you see Jaya? -No.
-Brother, did Jaya come downstairs? -No, she didn't come.
Oh, God! Where do I search for this girl?
-Is it? So then what should I do? -Hey, Jaya!
Can't you hear me shouting? Why don't you answer me?
What were you doing?
Who are you talking to?
Nobody.
Alright then.
Thank God.
Dear…
Get up.
Get up!
What do you want?
Waking me up in the middle of the night!
I heard something from the hall.
Please go and check it out. Get up!
Jagan would have opened the fridge to drink water. Go back to sleep.
Do you think I can't recognize that sound?
This sound is weird.
Sounds like some animal howling.
It could be a fox. Please go and check!
Get up!
If this is all for nothing, then mind you!
See? Nothing's there.
You might have had some nightmares.
Switch on the lights and check properly.
What if something is hiding in the dark?
-Just go. -Fine! Wait.
What is it? What are you looking at?
How did this end up in our kids' room?
I don't know. Jaya must have picked it up from somewhere.
Does this look like a toy for kids?
Someone's trying to curse us with voodoo black magic.
Oh, my God!
I'll burn it right away.
No, don't! What if some curse falls upon us?
Let's consult the temple priest tomorrow morning
and then take action. Please!
Do you want it to be in our house until then?
Should I vomit blood while I wait for the priest to show up?
Oh! Why do you say things like that?
ARULMEGAM SIDDHA CLINIC
-Are you Sivabalan? -Yes.
Please come. The doctor will see you now.
Continue the daily diet and medication that I have prescribed.
See me after two weeks. Okay?
Okay, Doctor.
Mullai.
-Yes, Doctor? -Have you rescheduled my appointments?
Yes, I have shifted them all to the coming week.
-When is my flight? -At 4:30, doctor.
I have kept the boarding pass copy on your table.
-I better start now. -Yes.
Dad? Are you going out of town?
He is attending a conference in Madurai.
When will you be back?
He said that he'll be back in two days.
He asked us to manage the clinic in his absence.
Why did you come here?
How else do I get to talk to you?
You won't attend my calls or reply to my texts.
There is nothing for us to talk about anymore--
Yamuna, please.
Please hear me out.
No need.
The moment your parents threw me out of your house, it was all over between us.
No one threw you out!
Please understand.
-My parents are old-fashioned. -And you aren't?
Don't you also believe that your grandma died because of my cursed horoscope?
I eloped from my house because I trusted you!
But what did you do?
You abandoned me for your parents.
Give me some time to convince my parents, Yamuna.
No!
You should've said, "She's my wife. She will stay with me!"
and stood up for me that day.
But you didn't!
It was so embarrassing to face my dad when I returned home!
He took me in, only because I am a motherless child.
But he hasn't spoken a word to me since then.
Your horoscope is the reason for all our troubles.
I have already consulted a priest.
-Once we do a ritual to correct-- -Please!
Just let me be.
I will live my life as an ill-fated woman.
Please leave from here.
Don't ever show me your face again.
Yamuna.
During our second year of college,
remember we sneaked out to go to a movie?
I do remember. We had to jump over the wall to escape from your dad.
Chitra.
Meet my friend Sundar.
We studied together from the second grade to high school in Trichy.
That's his wife Gayathri and their son Rajesh.
-Hi -Hi
He works as a chief engineer in a reputed motor company.
Did she come early today?
Yeah.
You guys carry on. I shall go and bring you some tea.
We didn't plan this.
They are in our town regarding some other work.
And they thought of visiting us.
Look, Dad and I will never force you against your wishes.
But your dad seems pretty excited about the prospect.
They have no issues with your police profession.
In fact, Rajesh says he has high regard for women
who are working in such demanding jobs.
Such a nice boy.
And?
What's the groom saying?
Does he like the bride?
Stop irritating me.
Give me the cigarette.
This is the last one. Forget it.
Then go and buy some more.
Why couldn't you buy and come?
If my mom finds a pack of cigarettes in my pant pocket,
I'll be dead!
Then don't smoke.
Smoking is not for women.
Remember your grandma?
You told me that she used to secretly smoke inside the toilet.
Well, she was constipated…
and smoking a beedi or two helped her take a dump.
Poor soul.
Who asked for your permission?
Give me that.
I'll smoke if I feel like it.
Poor groom. Can't imagine his state after marrying you.
I also wonder what Yamuna saw in you.
Luckily, she escaped from you.
Alright! Leave it.
Why don't you meet Yamuna somewhere outside?
For what?
Do something romantic!
Write her a poem.
Gift her some flowers.
Or climb on the roof and scream, "Yamuna! I love you!"
Do something grand, like the heroes in movies.
Then she will forgive you.
I didn't do all that even when we were seeing each other.
Who is it?
My mom.
She wants to know when I'll be back home.
She doesn't consider me as a police officer.
She still treats me like a college girl.
I thought it was that inspector!
-Did you notice something? -What?
He is irritable only to us.
But he was smiling and talking in a jovial manner with those forest officers.
Something is fishy there.
Don't come to such wrong conclusions.
If he treats them like he treats us, he can't get anything done, can he?
He is pretending to be nice so that he can extract information from them.
True.
He is such an opportunist!
Hello.
Lost in thoughts?
Sorry.
What's bothering you?
Any problem?
I have got a new assignment.
I'm leaving tomorrow.
Tomorrow?
Didn't you just complete an assignment last week?
Where are you headed now?
You know I can't tell you that.
You don't tell me anything.
You keep everything a secret.
That's the nature of my job.
Everything's confidential.
Even this time…
I'll be going for undercover work.
This means you'll be in hiding…
and I won't be able to contact you.
Right?
How many days this time?
When will you be back?
I don't know.
It could take two to three months.
Could be even longer.
I understand how hard this must be for you.
Without knowing where I am or what I am doing.
To worry every moment that something bad might happen to me.
Without seeing me, talking to me.
To wait for me…
I am putting you through so much suffering.
It makes me feel very guilty.
Listen,
I need to say this.
If something happens to me, then you should move on.
What?
I mean it.
You deserve a happy life…
with a loving husband, who's always by your side.
And two kids.
Just like you wish, a boy and a girl.
Okay, stop!
You deserve a stable life where you don't have to worry about…
-your family's safety -Stop! Just stop.
I love you! Okay?
I want to spend this life with you.
Don't you dare try to push me away!
You can't escape from me that easily!
Hey.
I didn't mean it that way.
I love you too. Come here.
Suppose…
What if I die before you do?
Don't say that.
I said, "Suppose".
And even if I die before you do,
I still won't leave you.
What do you mean?
I'll come back as a horrific ghost
and haunt you forever.
As a ghost?
Yes, as a ghost.
A ghost?
A ghost?
A ghost? Is it? You will come back as a ghost and haunt me?
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