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Princess Nuankaew

The beloved

Royal daughter

Of the Lanna Kingdom

Tormented by a love affair Beset by social class

She and her lover parted by death

And a tale of revenge began

It is a long-held belief

That if someone breaks their promise After making a wish to her

They will suffer and die in pain

Summarily beheaded

And violently killed

Condemned to become a ghost

Lost in a graveyard

CHIANG MAI

- It's lit. - Careful.

- Ready? - Make a heart.

- We're late. - Look.

- Look over there. Selfie? - So beautiful.

Let's take a selfie.

Beautiful?

Tu, let's hang out for some more time.

It's just us now.

No need to pretend anymore.

I'm sorry.

I got carried away.

Sure. It's okay. Let's go.

Tu?

What's that on your neck?

What's it, Tu?

Tu!

I'm sorry!

Princess, I'm sorry!

THE PROCESSION

So,

you've got a girlfriend?

Yes.

We've secretly been together for a while.

Yeah.

Stay away from my sugar bear.

Or I'll kick your ass.

Is he the best you can do?

"Is he the best you can do?"

An insult to you or me?

- Yeah. Mr. Heartthrob. - Yeah. That's me.

Being so handsome is stressful.

You should've been honest with her.

She was so obsessed with me.

If I'd told her straight up, she would've had a meltdown for sure.

She'd take it online.

She and I have been friends for so long.

It'd be weird if we became an item.

How will you compensate me for playing along?

Compensate you?

- I had to modify my scooter for you. - And?

You'll be my chick-punk rider. I had to…

That hurt.

Your lips.

Finish up the painting and the carving today.

- I'll go see Tae. - Sure. Okay.

I know you can do it.

- Hey, how is it going? - Very busy, bro.

What's that?

Your sedan chair is a killer this year. It's dope, man.

Better than yours last year.

Whatever, fat ass.

For real, man,

you've really stepped up your craftsmanship.

But I've never seen you work this hard. What's the deal?

I'll include it in my portfolio for the internship application.

- Really? - Yeah.

Cool. Good luck then.

I'll leave you to it.

Good. You're wasting my time.

- Hello. - Have you transferred the money?

I don't have any money.

I have bills to pay.

Oh, come on.

You go to college and spend too much time with friends.

Other people go to college and make a lot of money.

You should study hard. Be more reliable.

All right.

I'll transfer once I have it.

Better be soon.

Working so hard.

Huh? Oh.

Why the long face?

Your mom called to ask for money again?

- Yes. - Oops.

How come I never win a lottery?

So,

have you applied for the scholarship?

Yes, I have.

Right after you. Don't worry.

I won't let you take it all.

Girl just wanna have fund.

You bet.

Are you finishing the costume today?

Yes, but I have to finish this drawing for a customer first.

Okay, I'll sew it for you.

Holy moly, you're going to sew it?

Damn you, Koy.

You're insulting your class president.

Class president. Sure. Mr. Class President.

Okay or not?

Hope you enjoy it. I feel bad.

Do you really feel bad? Huh?

Hey, Tey!

Sew his head back on first.

He's dead.

All right. I'll sew it back on.

It's like I explained.

We only have one scholarship this year

due to the budget cuts.

The faculty will make a decision based on the academic performance of the applicant.

Damn it.

We have to compete against each other.

Who's going to get it?

May the best student win.

Hey.

Why don't we go ask for a blessing?

From who?

The princess.

The princess? Who?

You've never heard the story?

They say that by the big pond,

there's this secret shrine.

A secret one.

If you find it, you're allowed one wish.

Tey, the princess likes to play hide-and-seek?

Maybe she has a sense of humor.

If you want my blessings, find me first.

Well, this is unlike you.

Normally, you're not superstitious.

Well, I'm not but you are.

It's up to you.

No pressure.

If you don't want to go, then don't.

Your choice.

Centuries ago,

the princess, the daughter of the king,

was secretly in love with a slave.

When the king found out,

he had all the bearers beheaded to preserve her honor.

This story has many versions.

It's not clear who was actually killed.

But her story became a legendary tale of tragic love.

She became a sacred being worshipped by all.

Some believe that

if a couple comes and makes a wish together,

their wishes will be fulfilled.

But for those

who are not together and come to make a wish,

one of them will die because of love.

What?

What are we doing here then?

We're not a couple.

It's okay.

Let's pretend we are, like we did before.

Oh.

That would be an insult to the princess.

You just said one of them would die because of love.

What do we do if we die?

Don't be silly.

People make this stuff up to make it more mystical.

What?

So?

What now?

We're here.

Koy, you think she's cold?

Look, all her windows are open and old.

Don't play the fool.

Sorry.

Behave yourself.

I'm just curious.

So? Feel better?

Do you think she knows

we're not a couple?

I didn't think that far ahead.

Don't you wonder if she is even real?

Sorry, ma'am.

I didn't mean to disrespect you.

Let's go.

Come on.

I was just saying.

Shut up.

What are you so scared of?

Well, well, well.

I know you and Koy went to the pond last night.

Man, do you really believe that story?

That princess story.

- It's all bullshit. - Oh.

I took her there to calm her nerves

because only one student will get the scholarship.

We'll compete against each other.

One scholarship, but you went together.

Like a couple.

- Smart asses. - Don't be shy.

How cute.

How cute.

- Big event. - No!

You're doing it wrong.

- Here. - Show me.

This way.

This way you'll conserve your energy.

So damn heavy.

- Hey! - Hey!

Tey, what the heck?

What is it?

Are you okay?

- Are you okay? - I'm fine.

Enough for today. Go get some rest.

Let's go home.

Sorry.

What was that?

FACULTY ANNOUNCEMENT SCHOLARSHIP FOR THIS YEAR

Suddenly there's one more scholarship?

Oh, I see.

Thank you, sir.

Tey.

The professor said that Master Kam

is giving funds to an art and cultural student.

So there's another scholarship.

Wow, the princess is so magical.

We asked her yesterday and today we got it.

Yesterday when we were rehearsing,

I saw a woman in an ancient Lanna costume.

You saw her too?

Shit.

I thought I was delusional.

Or she knows we're not a couple.

She knows we lied to her,

so she came to take our lives, like you said.

Come on.

Koy.

That's a good horror story.

Rubbish. Taking our lives?

I think she came to let us know, "Your wish has been granted."

You jerk.

Now let's go. What are you waiting for?

Come on.

- Hurry up. - Fine.

I'd like to thank you

for giving a scholarship to our faculty.

These are my students.

Please come and watch our procession.

I will.

Did you bring a sample of the fabric?

Yes, sir.

- Here it is. - Good.

Come with me. I'll show you the sedan chairs.

Come.

Be careful.

My work is all over the place.

Watch out for nails on the ground.

As you can see, Professor,

the younger generation today has no interest in wood carving.

It's great you brought your students here.

Maybe they will be interested in it.

Yes. Thank you for your time showing us…

Choose what you want.

See if any of them goes with your fabric.

Yes, sir.

Tey, where's Koy?

Oh.

How would I know? I walked here with you.

I'll go find my friend. Please excuse me.

All right. You guys go take a look.

Koy!

Koy!

Koy! What happened?

Look at me, Koy!

Back off!

Koy!

Koy!

Tey!

Hey! Shit!

Shit!

- What's going on? - Koy!

Cut the power!

It's not working!

Master!

Professor, we're sorry. We didn't mean it.

What have you done?

Are you okay?

And you?

Professor, I take full responsibility for what happened.

Tey, why are you taking the blame for me?

Nonetheless, I have to withdraw your scholarship.

I'll also find someone to replace you as supervisor.

- I understand, sir. - Good.

Professor, it was all my fault.

Don't withdraw his scholarship, withdraw mine.

Koy.

No.

It's my fault.

Withdraw my scholarship.

Are you insane?

I'm busy writing a formal apology to Master Kam.

He's an artist. His hands are his life.

It was an accident. You know that.

Tey has devoted himself to building the sedan.

It's not fair to do that to him.

Both of you are responsible, right?

Koy.

Professor,

I'm telling you,

it's the princess.

Nonsense.

You may not believe me, but I asked for her blessings.

Koy!

Stop it!

Professor, we're sorry.

Let's go. Enough. Koy!

Go.

Let… Let go of me! Let go.

Why did you make things worse?

I told you I was fine.

But it's not your fault.

I understand.

I didn't even know if the princess story was real.

I wanted to calm you down about the scholarship.

What do we do now? What are we supposed to do?

Tey,

this may sound ridiculous,

but if she wants to kill us because we're not a couple,

then…

shall we show her that we are? Huh?

Hold on.

You can't love someone

just because someone forces you to.

Then what will we do?

Huh? Let's…

Let's beg for her forgiveness.

- Or do something-- - Stop it.

Forget it.

The withdrawal of my scholarship is obviously the punishment

that the princess has meted out on me.

Besides,

if you're safe, I'm good.

Don't go.

See you at the event.

Tey!

Princess, I'm here to take back my wish.

If you've heard us all along,

then you know that I came to you because of him.

So, how is it going?

Phee,

the shrine I told you about,

it's real.

It's just a trick to get a girl.

You take a girl there to make a wish

and she'll fall for you.

Shit.

What do I have to do?

Won't you let us go?

You also said that

if the two people aren't a couple,

one of them will die.

It's just a tale passed down in the campus.

It's all mumbo-jumbo.

Right.

I don't want Tey to lose everything.

All I want now is for things to be the same as before.

TEY

Where are you, Koy?

- What the heck? - Run!

Kua! Shit! Go!

- Shit! - Hey!

Kua!

The princess!

Her procession!

- Easy. - The princess!

Her procession is coming!

- Easy, man. - It's her! She's here!

- It's true! I saw it. - Believe me!

Get your shit together

The princess story isn't real.

Come out, if it is.

Where? I'll kick her ass!

- Come on! - It's real.

- Yeah. - I'm not kidding.

We just saw her there with our own eyes.

- Hey! - Hey!

- What's that? - Kua! Bos!

- Kua! - Kua! Bos!

Bos! Kua!

Run!

Phee!

What happened to them?

They're dead!

Phee!

Phee!

Phee!

- Phee! - Phee!

Tey! Hold on! Tey!

Hey!

Tey!

Tey!

Princess,

all my life, I've never been useful to anyone.

But Tey still stood beside me.

If you have to take someone's life,

I'm begging you,

please,

take my life, Princess.

Koy!

Koy!

Koy!

Koy!

Why did you do this?

Don't leave me!

Koy!

You're fucking dictators!

You're going to punish us anyway!

THE CARETAKER

You're fucking dictators!

Listen up.

Each slip of paper in this box has a freshman's name on it.

Each of you will draw one from it.

Once you get the name,

you'll become that freshman's secret caretaker.

Don't let them know who you are until the reveal day.

Our seniors came up with this activity to replace the brutal Sotus system.

Instead, we treat everyone equally.

Cool, right?

Even without the fraternity activity,

we can still get to know them without playing this game.

Right?

Yeah.

Everyone must draw a slip.

No exceptions.

This year, we have matching numbers of freshmen.

No freshman should be left without a caretaker.

You know, if the freshmen could choose,

they wouldn't want you as a caretaker.

They should be your caretaker instead.

Take care of you and feed you.

Before you order us around,

you should've asked our consent first.

No one here is objecting, right? Except you.

- Yes. - Calm down.

You're not my mom.

Maybe I am!

Earth, chill. Come on.

- Chill. - Bitch.

Everybody chill. Okay?

Fai.

- What? - You're an inspiration.

I now want to be a better senior.

Earth, don't be an asshole.

Tell you what.

I'll take the box around myself, so someone can have her peace of mind.

Thanks.

Let's be good caretakers to our freshmen.

Remember, you have to keep it a secret.

Don't throw the slip away.

SUN

Because on the reveal day, your freshman will give you a present,

and you'll show the paper to them to prove that you're their caretaker.

That's all for today.

She shouldn't be our class president.

- Excuse me! - Why?

- She's annoying. - She's fine.

- Excuse me! - Yes?

I'm Noon, a freshman.

Please sign your name on my name list book.

- Well… I will. - Tong.

I'll do it.

But you have to shout "Tong is hot" three times.

- Then I'll sign it nicely. - Sure.

- Tong is hot. - Louder.

Tong is hot.

- Louder. - Tong is hot.

All right. I'll sign it now.

- Can we go now? - Hold on.

I drew you a heart too.

See you around, love.

Excuse me! Can you sign it too?

- I need one more. - Do it for her.

Please.

You know what?

I didn't do it last year and the world didn't end.

But I only need one more. Please.

- Only one. - Only one to complete it.

Only one more.

Why is it such a big deal?

You want it that badly?

Go and shout "Tong is hot" until I tell you to stop.

Stop it.

Enough already.

You want it badly, no?

Just sign it. Don't be a jerk. She's cute. Enough.

What's your name?

Earth.

Earth is hot!

Earth is hot!

How was that?

Can you sign for me too?

An autograph hunter?

What's your name?

Sun.

Sun.

Sun?

Sun.

Sun, you had the nerve to butt in.

You're not a kid.

Why did you humiliate yourself?

I wouldn't have done it if you hadn't given such weird order.

Well, thank you. We're leaving. Thank you.

More activities. Let's go.

You're such a pain in the ass.

What activities?

Last night I worked my ass off.

Hey. What's this?

There's voting.

THIS LIPSTICK IS PERFECT FOR A BEAUTY LIKE YOU

- Noon, look at this. - Yeah.

- What? - From my caretaker.

"This lipstick is perfect for a beauty like you."

- And the color! - Shit.

You're lucky. You got an expensive gift.

Why?

Let me see.

See?

Amen.

Let's offer it to the monk this evening. You can see it from miles away.

Your caretaker is such a troll.

True. I don't know what to do with it.

Sun, have you got anything?

Sun.

Look here.

Have you got anything from your caretaker?

We've all got something.

Nothing yet.

- Nothing? - No.

Your caretaker probably doesn't like you.

Hey, don't tease him.

He's sulking.

He's sulking because of you.

Go make up with him.

Sun, it's just a game. Don't take it personally.

Hi.

SUN, THIS ART HISTORY 101 IS NOW YOURS.

"Sun, this history 101 is now yours."

"Hope you like it."

"From Boonchu."

He must be your caretaker. Here he is.

Boonchu?

What an old-fashioned name. Is he from our class?

I don't know.

What's with the red threads?

Maybe it's part of the theme.

They use red threads in the welcoming ritual.

I've never seen a book tied with it.

- Yes, weird. - Spooky.

He may be gay. You know, these flashy gimmicks.

Tong, is it possible that one caretaker has two freshmen?

No way. One is already a handful.

- Don't tell me you want two? - No way.

I already feel sorry for your freshman.

Sure, I'm an asshole.

- You know it. - That good?

You seem engrossed.

Right.

Look here.

"Boonchu" sounds familiar.

So beautiful.

- I've heard it somewhere. - Don't know. No idea.

I have no idea. Forget it.

Sun, are you done? It's almost 9:00.

We have to go to the caretaker reveal.

Sun, did you hear us?

- Sun! - What?

Are you coming to the reveal?

Yeah. let's go.

You go ahead. I'll stay a bit longer.

You sure?

All right.

We're off then.

- See you. - Bye.

Let's go.

Coming. Catch up with us, Sun.

Wait for me.

I'd like

a "Gothic art" textbook.

WELCOMING RITUAL BY CARETAKERS

Turn off the lights. We're about to begin.

What the hell am I doing here?

What are you doing here?

Did you see someone come in just now?

Were you holding a candle?

What candle?

Did Boonchu give you this book?

Maybe. I just asked him for it.

When did he put it here?

How did he leave this room?

I was just…

You just what?

Sun,

I think there's something strange about Boonchu.

Stay away from him.

Strange? How?

Creepy, actually.

Aren't you scared? How can you trust him?

Are you always so cynical?

Come on, Sun.

A super nice caretaker doesn't exist.

I don't know.

Maybe.

I don't mean to discredit Boonchu.

You don't know who he is.

And also I…

- Fuck you, Tong! - Why are you here?

What are you doing?

Asshole.

- Huh? - Why are you here?

To fetch you, of course.

It's the caretaker reveal day. Please.

- Don't "please" me. - Took me forever to find you.

I'm going.

What the hell are you doing here?

None of your business.

Fine.

Suit yourself.

BOONCHU

BOONCHU SIWARATANA KILLS HIMSELF TO AVOID RESPONSIBILITY

SENIOR HANGS HIMSELF TO ESCAPE GUILT

SENIOR BEATS FRESHMAN TO DEATH THEN KILLS HIMSELF TO ESCAPE GUILT

What the fuck?

"Senior beats freshman to death during hazing."

BOONCHU SIWARATANA

1996.

UNIVERSITY OF THE ARTS NEWSLETTER 1996

CLASS YEARBOOK

Tenth year.

Boonchu was in charge of the fraternity's hazing activities.

Hey!

Tong!

What the fuck are you playing at?

Tong, it isn't funny.

Tong!

Tong!

Tong, I'm not playing with you.

I fucking hate freshmen like you.

Listen to me.

What do you want?

Boonchu died 20 years ago.

I'm your caretaker.

Show me the slip with my name on it.

If you're really my caretaker, you must have it.

It's just a piece of paper.

I threw it in the trash can.

You threw my name in the can?

Yes. Because I hate this stupid game.

Sorry, Sun. Let me ask you something.

Feelings of affection can't be forced.

I know you don't care about this.

At least you should care about people's feelings.

Boonchu may be weird or even dead,

but he takes better care of me than you do.

If it were up to me,

I wouldn't want you either.

Sun!

"Tonight, I'm going to bless you at the welcoming ritual."

"Bring the red threads with you."

"See you at Sai Lom Apartments, room 404."

Sun!

SAI LOM APARTMENTS

Sun!

Sun!

Sun!

Sun!

Sun!

Sun!

Sun!

Sun!

Sun!

Sun!

Sun!

Sun! Can you hear me? Sun!

Sun!

Sun!

Sun!

Sun!

Nont, I've brought you the books.

Why are you doing this to me?

Nont, I've brought you the books.

Why are you doing this to me?

Sun!

Shit.

Sun!

Nont, I've brought you the books.

Why are you doing this to me?

Sun!

Sun!

Sun!

I told you I didn't want any fucking caretaker.

Guys,

if you're with me on this,

come forward!

Come forward!

See? You're fucking dictators!

You're going to punish us anyway!

Fucking dictators!

Anyone who doesn't want a caretaker, just leave.

If you agree with me, come forward!

See? You're fucking dictators!

You're going to punish us anyway!

You're fucking dictators!

Nont, get up. What's wrong?

Shit!

Nont, get up. Such a light punishment.

Stay with me. Get up.

Sun? Are you Sun?

Sun, I've been waiting to bless you with the welcoming ritual.

Come here.

Let me see the slip with my name on it.

I've been waiting to perform this ritual with you.

Someone already told me he's my caretaker.

Not you.

Stop it! You're ruining the welcoming ritual!

You can take it out on me!

Why are you telling them this?

Who are you talking to?

If you don't stop,

I'll have to punish you.

I won't let anyone ruin my ritual.

Sun!

Sun!

Sun is now mine.

Sun, what's wrong?

Sun!

Seniors and freshmen like you

are ruining the activity I started.

Sun!

Sun!

Sun!

Sun!

Sun.

Sun.

Sun is under my care.

Sorry.

Are you hurt?

Yes.

Hang in there.

Why did you help me?

Because I care about you.

Thanks for taking care of me.

I'm glad you're my caretaker.

It's yours.

Take it. I don't need it anymore.

Another hand-me-down.

What's so funny?

Nothing.

Don't laugh at your caretaker.

It's filthy. Throw it away.

I dug it out of the trash can.

- By the way, Sun. - Yes?

Did you see the "Sotus hazing is over" campaign?

Yes.

Turns out it's a landslide for "Yes."

So there will be no more hazing next year.

Not so fast.

We voted, but the college won't do anything about it.

Nothing will ever change.

Hi, guys! Welcome to the 17th Faculty of Fine Arts Country Music Night.

Our theme tonight is "Halloween Country Music."

The centerpiece will be a singing contest with a horror theme.

The contestant who receives the highest number of garlands wins,

while those who receive the fewest or none

will face epic humiliation for the next four years.

Another not-to-be-missed event is our faculty tradition,

the horror storytelling of ghost tales

to finish off the night.

Want one?

Is 35 baht okay?

I don't have change.

Forty baht.

Okay.

Need a bag?

No.

Sure you don't want a bag?

Yes.

THE INVISIBLE SHRINE

Wan, what do you think?

Wan!

- Oh, it's good. I like it. - Really?

Yes. It made me feel suffocated.

What?

I like the way you interpret the song through your vocal style.

Your eyes,

your voice and even your posture.

I feel that you're genuinely suffocating.

But…

That's not what I'm doing.

- No? - No.

Forget it then.

Let's talk about tonight, Mint. What do we do?

Where shall we go?

You want somewhere loud or chill? I feel like loud.

Mint, what do you say?

Mint.

What's wrong? Are you seeing ghosts?

Shit!

Shit!

Damn it!

Oh, Gina!

Wan!

You look repulsive. Want to stand out?

Don't talk to me like that. You should apologize to me.

Gina, you haven't gone on stage yet.

How come you have a garland?

Someone gave it to me.

All the singers have some.

Buy one, get one free.

Take it. Buy one, get one free. We want to sell out.

We won't leave until it's sold out.

SOLD OUT

Tell you what. I'll go grab a bite.

I'll get you a garland.

Really?

Yes, I'll try but I can't promise.

Thank you.

You're the best. I will forever be grateful. Amen.

Liar.

I'm leaving.

Harley, come drink with us.

Drink up.

I don't drink.

- Or I'll haze you. - Drink up.

- Come on. - No.

- Drink up! Asshole! - Drink up!

- I told you no! - Hey!

What the heck, asshole?

Asshole.

Harley, if you're such a killjoy, buzz off. Go!

Take a hike!

- Go! - Go!

Go!

I said go!

Dickhead.

Even an ugly ghost has a garland.

And him.

Gina's got more.

I'm not the only one.

Nava.

This is for you.

Oh, well…

Thank you, but I'm allergic to pollen.

- Just put it right here. - Sure.

- Let's take a selfie. - Sure.

- Thank you so much. - Sure.

Where the hell is Wan?

Is there any garland vendor nearby?

No, there isn't.

- How much? - Eighty baht.

Wan, have you got a garland?

I'm looking, okay? It's late. Where to find one?

Not my problem, just find one. Steal one if you have to.

But I need garlands. Understand?

Number six, stand by.

I'm next.

I need garlands. Understand? Bye.

Bitchy. I'm not your hubby.

Where can I find one?

These fangs will be the death of me.

Excuse me.

Do you know where I can buy garlands nearby?

Thank you.

Hey, I don't think…

That dude was messing with me.

Not a garland from a shrine.

I'M UP NEXT! CHOP CHOP!

She won't stop.

Please.

Consider it a swap.

Shit! What's going on?

Please.

I'm offering you all of this in exchange.

All of it for one garland. A real bargain.

I see.

You like the cup congee.

Thank you.

Mint, your hero's back.

Mint!

Mint, are you okay?

Clean this up.

Almost killed someone.

- Are you okay? - Mint.

I'm okay.

Shit! What happened to my voice?

Forget about your voice.

Did you see a grandma ghost trying to strangle you?

Wan.

Shit!

Wan.

Where did you get the garland?

I took it from a Grandpa-Grandma shrine.

When there is a misplaced object,

it can bring about a disaster.

Dickhead! How could you steal from a shrine?

I thought I made a deal with them.

Listen to my voice.

It means you had no deal.

Where's the shrine? Take me there.

Nearby.

They say a red shrine has been spotted at various locations.

Sometimes at the bus stop, or at the footbridge.

That's the shrine.

At the pond outside the science faculty. Students often see something at night.

The sixth floor hallway of the building.

The restroom at the painting faculty.

And

in the hall we are all in now.

People who have seen the shrine,

are the ones who don't know about its secret.

It means those who have seen it and are now hearing this story,

they will never see it again.

Shit.

That's why it's called…

"The Invisible Shrine."

Where is it?

Maybe you saw The Invisible Shrine.

It was right here where I'm standing.

Right in this spot.

- Where? - Here.

PRAYER OF CONTRITION

I humbly beg Lord Buddha and his disciples

for forgiveness, with my pristine soul…

Wan, stop! I'm reciting a prayer.

I humbly beg Lord Buddha and his disciples

for forgiveness, with my pristine soul…

I'm still croaking.

I won't be able to sing again.

Mint, don't freak out.

Let's check out the locations where Peck said people have spotted it.

And? We already heard the story so we can't see it.

Then we'll find someone who can.

Asshole! Like who?

The whole faculty heard the story.

Mint, was Harley in the hall?

No, he got kicked out.

Come here.

What?

Harley.

Do you see anything here?

Yes.

What do you see?

I see you standing here.

Let's try again.

Other than me, what do you see here?

The ground, the leaves, the tree.

If I look closer, I might see bugs too.

Are you winding me up?

Wan!

Harley, have you heard our faculty's ghost story?

What's with your voice?

Forget about that. Just answer me.

No. I'm not interested in unscientific ghost tales.

Right. Can you come with us now?

We need your help.

The faculty is having a ghost hunting game.

Simple activity. We have to form a team

and try to find

a shrine hidden in this building.

The team that finds it wins.

So, you…

want me on your team?

You bet.

I want only the best on my team.

You seem like a resourceful guy.

And Mint will get over the mishap in the contest if we win.

So simple.

You look for the shrine and let us know. That's all.

What shrine are we looking for? House spirits or ancestral ghosts?

What are those?

House spirits are sacred beings.

Ancestral ghosts are Grandpa-Grandma ghosts.

They're the most powerful, judging from the position of the shrine.

A spirit house stands on one pillar.

While a Grandpa-Grandma shrine has four to six pillars.

Got it?

What?

THE INVISIBLE SHRINE

Hey!

Are you in or not?

Look at me. A man-to-man promise.

Don't look away.

Are you in?

That's my man.

- Mint, follow us. - Okay.

Shit!

What?

Mint, throw that ghastly thing away. It scares me.

It's expensive.

I'll buy you another one later.

Why did you open it?

For the traditional dancers.

What dancers? I don't see anyone.

There. They're coming towards us.

What are you doing? Wait for them.

Please hurry.

Close it.

Wan, don't be so mean.

- Stop it. - Knucklehead!

Traditional dancers in the middle of the night?

Do the math!

Halloween costume night.

He's right.

- Harley. - No.

Mint, help me.

Harley, remove your hand.

What did you do, Wan?

Which floor?

Oh.

They're not saying.

Ask them nicely.

Wow, a synchronized head turn to Wan. Impressive.

You don't need to narrate everything.

Your headdress flower is a bit skewed.

You might want to give it a tweak.

Shush.

Mind your own business.

Mind your own business.

Wan.

- Wan. - What?

I'm out of here!

What's wrong with him?

Get your ass up and come!

- Come on! - Wan!

Damn it!

Wan!

Shit!

Help me, Wan!

Mint!

Ouch! My hair! Help me! My head is coming off!

- Shit! My leg is coming off! - Help!

- Mint! - Harley, I can't hold it anymore!

Me or her. Just pick one! Come on!

- It hurts. - Okay.

- Asshole! - Ouch! My head!

Harley, asshole!

Mint!

My hair!

Is this really the game, Mint?

Forget it. Let's find Wan.

Wan.

Why are you stopping? Let's go.

You don't see them?

See what?

Tell me what joke you're playing.

No. Nothing.

Let's go.

You're working with them, no?

No, I'm not.

Mint.

I thought you were different.

Harley, come back. Harley!

Asshole, not here!

Help me!

Shit, there's only one way.

Please let me through.

Have I passed by them?

Sure.

Wan!

Wan!

Wan, nitwit!

Wan!

PAINTING FACULTY

Holy shit.

Shit!

Shit!

Shit!

Shit!

That's a one-two-three!

Here it comes.

Wan!

Wan.

It's me, Wan!

It's me!

Mint!

Bitch, you almost made me shit my pants.

You're in the toilet. No need to shit your pants.

There's a ghost in here.

In here?

What now? Mint, we need to run. Come on, Mint.

I don't want to do this anymore.

Get up! Run! Go!

Go!

Shit! Mint, do something!

Shit! That was close.

The shrine is there.

Where?

I humbly beg Lord Buddha and his disciples for forgiveness, with my pristine soul…

Shit!

What the fuck!

What?

What now? Let's run!

What? The shrine is gone.

Shit!

- Let's run! Run! Harley! - Run?

- Holy shit. - What?

What is it?

Harley, what is it?

What is it?

What do you see?

Harley, what's it?

- Tell us what it is. - What is it?

We're surrounded.

Surrounded? By who? Shit! Let's get out of here.

Watch out!

Watch out for what?

Huh?

There was something unusual when we saw the shrine.

The Grandpa and Grandma figures are on the porch.

Something else is in control?

The ghosts took us to the shrine but it keeps vanishing.

Or something doesn't want us to see the shrine.

Why do they want to hurt us?

Right.

They may not want to hurt us.

They seem to need help.

Need help?

How?

Why did they keep reappearing,

throwing stuff around and messing up her voice?

That's not the way to ask for my help.

Oh, no.

Did a ghost just smack my head?

They won't let us waltz out.

We have to help them.

We have to find the shrine and get rid of whatever is inside.

What to do? The shrine keeps vanishing from us.

Mint, a ghost smacked my head.

What's he doing?

Take us to the shrine. Do whatever you want to Wan.

What are you saying? I have a bad feeling about this.

Fuck!

Wan!

- Why me? - Wan!

- Wan! - Mint!

Mint!

Wait, Mint! Grandpa's using Wan to lure the shrine out.

Wait! Slow down!

Whoa!

You follow him.

I'll wait for the shrine next to the building.

Wait, Harley.

Mind my butt, please! Shit!

Thank you.

I'll fight you. Bring it on.

Where did it go?

I shouldn't have dared him.

Mint.

Are you okay?

- It was kind of fun. - Fun?

Fun, your ass! It hurts all over.

My bones are probably snapped. He kept dragging me.

What do we do now?

I saw the shrine, but it vanished again.

Yeah.

It was still when I first saw it.

- It was still? - Yes.

After I took the garland, it kept popping up everywhere.

It's right there.

Maybe the garland is what placates it.

Whatever. Just do it.

Shit!

Are you okay?

Harley.

Shit!

They say a red shrine has been spotted at various locations…

Mint, turn it off. Go!

You do it.

I can't even get up. You go!

It means those who have seen it and now are hearing this story,

they will never

- Mint! - Mint!

see it again.

That's why it's called…

"The Invisible Shrine."

The shrine doesn't exist?

Shut your mouth.

Just put the garland on it. Go!

Mint.

Are you okay? Wait here.

Wait here.

What is it?

It's a sacrificial doll.

This one is Khmer.

In the past, bandits used it to subdue guardian spirits.

How did it get in there?

Beats me.

But you can't just place this object anywhere.

Shit.

Some idiot did it. I'd kick their ass if I found out.

We have to rearrange the figures. Return the power to them.

Done.

Shit!

Thank you so much.

They should thank you.

I think they've just let us go.

Really?

What do we do with this doll?

We have to handle it properly.

The real troublemaker.

Shit. We forgot about her.

Don't go where you don't belong.

Mint, if you want to join a singing contest again,

let me know beforehand.

I will prepare the garlands for you.

Someone wanted to give me one.

But he came too late.

Is it still too late?

Wait. Since when?

You need a dad for your ghost-child.

Shut up. You started it all.

No. It was you!

This shit happened because of you.

If you weren't desperate for a garland, I wouldn't have taken it from there.

Shit.

I got smacked again, Mint!

- Another one! - That was me.

- You? - Hey, don't fight.

- Wan. - You started it.

- Bring it on. - Wan, calm down.

Mom!

I found a doll.

Where did you find it?

You can't pick up random stuff.

Follow me.

Pay your respects.

Don't do it again, Harley.

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