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(Kai o fafilismos sunexizetai...)
Could you tell me who you are?
I don't know who I am
We have no names.
Could you tell me where I am?
Why is it like this?
This is a world that you've forgotten and abandoned.
Abandoned?
That means, whatever you didn't want would come down here
even your thoughts and things you didn't do
would happen here.
The 'spiritual world' that I thought about... really exists?
Look behind you! do you remember?
I am sure you have thrown many toys away during your childhood.
All of them can be found here.
Now you know the true meaning of abandon.
You can't stay here.
You must return to your place...
So, how can I leave this place?
Can you show me the way?
I know there is a place called the �Transit".
But I don't know how to get there.
Even you get there, this still means nothing.
Why?
Recycle is fast approaching. We have to run.
Why? What is going to happen?
If we don't run, we would be eroded.
We would be in deep trouble!
Go!
Hey! What happened?
If we couldn't get out of there in time, we would have been eroded.
Let me introduce you to someone.
He must know where the Transit is.
Granny, why are you here?
Remember I told you earlier, I belong to this place.
You should tell her...
she has to leave this place ASAP.
This place is dangerous
I'd like to... but I don't know how to get out
You wanted ideas to write your book
you look for inspiration
and put yourself into this hopeless situation
Tell us how to get to the Transit.
You wanna go to the Transit?
Granny, please help me.
I do not know this would have happened.
Even I tell you where it is,
you cannot find it out by yourself.
I'll take her to the place.
Follow me... this way.
There is a long way from here to the Transit.
Unfortunately, it has not clearly stated the exact location.
There are only several hints from the book.
What hints?
Wild flowers, pick it.
Paper money on the road, walk on it.
Crescent moon, red earth, fading sky and fading land.
Rootless grass, it's near.
When you arrive at the Transit, it's time to be apart.
Then, what's next?
The book is too old. It cannot be read further.
Take the paper money
Sis, when you walk across the bridge, remember to hold your breath.
Otherwise, we would be in trouble.
Okay, follow me.
Sis, you go first.
Where to go?
That well is an exit.
Run! I can find you!
Little girl
Are you here?
Little girl
Don't mind it, come over here!
Don't look! Hurry up.
Which way?
Straight ahead. Hurry up!
Nobody comes after us.
Still be scared?
What are those things?
They are aborted babies.
How poor they are.
Aborted babies?
They keep growing there.
When they grow up, they have to leave there.
to another place they belong to.
Could you please not leaving me behind again?
I feel so weird.
You said that the abandoned things would turn to be here.
But why do they look so terrible?
Are you okay?
Why do you look so pale?
The closer the Transit, the stronger the power of light. I...
I'll be fine. I must get you out of here.
There are so many flowers!
Flowers, crescent moon, red earth, fading sky and fading land, rootless grass...
Flowers, crescent moon...
What is the purpose of picking these flowers?
I am not sure yet...
Granny said we have to pick them, sure they'll be useful.
I don't know why...
I feel that I've seen you somewhere
How could you have seen me before?
Why... why don't you give me a name?
a good idea, after all, I don't know your name
How about...
Ting-yu... How is it?
Ting-yu? Good! It sounds beautiful!
Ting-yu, Ting-yu...
My name is Ting-yin, it is nice.
Who are they?
They are the ones who were buried below the gravestones.
But no one remembers them.
No one?
They have not been worshipped for a long time.
So they appear here
They block our way.
How can we walk through them?
Don't be afraid, just follow me.
What's up?
You said they have not been worshipped for a long time,
didn't you?
That's right.
Ting-yu, do you have some more flowers?
No!
What can we do? Let's go!
You take the paper money with you, they'll be useful.
How many further levels we have to go before arrive at the Transit?
Why are your hands so cold?
I am fine, I think we are at the Transit now.
Can you leave this place with me?
No, if I go to your space, I would become a wanderings spirit.
That would be too poor for me.
So what can I do?
I cannot leave you behind.
Don't worry, I belong to here.
Wild flowers, pick it.
Paper money on the road, walk on it.
Crescent moon, red earth,
fading sky and fading land, rootless grass, it's near...
When you arrive at the Transit, it's time to be apart.
Ting-yu...
What's happening?
The Transit...
I arrived.
You better hurry.
Are you okay?
You made us here.
You created us and then you dumped us.
I have to make you stay here forever, never leave this place
for a lifetime long!
Ting-yu, tell me what should I do?
Ting-yu.
The story ending she's written is here already
Already here? She wrote it?
what are you talking about?
Who are you?
Mom!
What did you call me?
If I really decided to wait for you,
I should have to wait for eight years, until today, shouldn't it?
Ting-yin
Eight years ago...
I had your baby too!
Your explanation, I would be better off not listening to it
Don't worry...
I had an abortion
Do you know how painful it is to have to make such a decision?
Please...
don't look for me anymore...
When I first came here, I was very angry with you,
I asked grandpa why mama didn't want me
Grandpa said everyone has their troubles that they cannot tell others
You didn't want to abandon me at first
right, mama?
Remember the place where the aborted babies live?
I grew up there too.
It is so terrible.
So you know how scared I was
right?
Ting-yu, it wasn't that mama didn't want you
just that mama...
I am so sorry!
just that mama...
Grandpa!
You finally recognized me, huh?
She wants you to come here and asks you why.
Why don't you go with mama?
Come with me.
You want me to stay with you?
In fact, you could live with me.
But you gave it up.
It was you, you gave up.
Ting-yu!
Ting-yu...
Ting-yu, you must remember your own name!
Can you hear me?
(Remind Tin-yu not to forget her name.)
(Gradually disappears in the white light.)
Abby, I write another version.
The storyline has been changed.
The first draft, the story of a female writer,
is too much like my life story, so I dumped it.
Now, it is a story about reincarnation in China.
I am now going to e-mail it to you. Okay, bye!
When I write, I would subconsciously
put myself into the character
It does not just belong to you,
but to the others, too.