I don't have change, ma'am.
It's all right. Keep it.
-Has your coffee arrived? -Not yet.
I'll send it over.
A little short of salt, that's all.
-There's no salt at all, Kalamma. -I'll take care of it.
Swapna?
Called someone to fix the generator?
-Yes. -All right.
Same problem for the last ten months. It won't start.
Before you, two mechanics came over to check.
Tell me if it needs replacement and I'll do it.
-I'll look into it and let you know. -Here you go.
It's my room. I'll take care of it.
You don't know what goes where. Now go.
You always say that.
Look at this. It's so dusty.
Mustn't the house be cleaned at least for the New Year, Swapna?
Kalamma...
What happened?
It hurts.
Feels like I'm being pricked by a needle.
Where? In the tattooed area?
Want to put some ice on it?
It's been about a year since you got it, right?
Can't be because of that.
Something must've bitten you.
Apply medicine on it. It'll heal.
How are you feeling now? Better?
Get up.
Already at it early in the morning?
-Kalamma! -What is it?
-Where's the dryer? -In the bathroom.
It's not here.
That's why I told you not to clean my room.
All right.
It'll be in the storeroom.
Kalamma?
-Kalamma! -I'm coming. What is it?
I bought the bulb two days ago.
Why hasn't it been changed yet?
All right, come along. Come, Swapna.
I'm here with you. It's okay. Come.
What?
What happened to you? Nothing to worry.
Nothing will happen to you. I'm right here.
I've shut the door, all right?
Can I bring you some water?
Will replace the bulb, okay? I'll take care of it.
Not to worry.
I'm right here.
Just take a deep breath. Don't worry.
-Isn't our appointment on Friday? -I know.
Can you please move it up?
All right, come in the evening.
In fact, I was standing outside as there was no light in there.
Only she went in.
All of a sudden, I couldn't breathe. I couldn't speak.
Only after five minutes, I felt a little normal.
It's been almost a year.
It happened once, right before I came to meet you for the first time.
Work? Stress? Or any deadlines?
After a long time, work's been going well for the last three weeks.
Getting enough sleep?
She's hardly sleeping.
She plays video games all night.
Where were you when this happened to Swapna?
I was with her, Doctor.
When I was cleaning the room, she didn't let me touch anything.
But I told her that the room could use some cleaning for the New Year.
That's all.
Shall we try a virtual reality session?
Please wait outside.
The room you're in is completely illuminated.
Slowly, I'll take you to the next two rooms.
As you move further, the lights will get dimmer.
The darkness will increase.
If you feel uncomfortable at any point, tell me right away. We'll stop.
Shall we try the next level?
In the last session, you couldn't even come into this room.
Okay?
For a fourth session, this is great progress.
Swapna!
Can you hear me, Swapna?
What we've addressed in our sessions, is your fear of darkness.
But in this session, I gained some clarity.
When we lose those who are close to us
or go through a breakup or divorce
or have an accident...
Incidents like that affect us mentally and physically
and will be burned into our minds.
Whenever that day and time comes around every year,
our body and mind begin to react to it without our knowledge.
As that day draws nearer and nearer, anxiety rises.
We'd be upset for no reason.
Those who had accidents, will hesitate to even drive that month.
They'll even be afraid to step out.
Those who've been through a breakup, get upset upon just hearing certain songs.
Everyone goes through it at least once in their lifetime. It's common.
On December 31 last year, an incident left you mentally disturbed.
Something in your subconscious gets triggered when December begins.
When your maid suggested to clean the house for the New Year...
The phrase "New Year" triggered something in you.
It'll be a little more stressful until the next month comes along.
What do I do, Doctor?
Nothing in particular you can do, Swapna.
It'll heal by itself.
I have work to do, Doctor.
If you worked out of office, that'd be fine.
In these times,
I think it'll be helpful if you're with your family, Swapna.
You said your parents have been trying to contact you for many days.
Even they need some time to process what you went through.
I can see great progress even without medication.
-I'd kept juice on the table. Had it? -Yes.
Your father called in the morning.
Why don't you talk to him once?
He wants to see you.
He asked me if he could come tomorrow.
I'm meeting the dermatologist tomorrow.
How about the day after tomorrow?
Swapna.
Go sleep, Kalamma.
Has the generator been fixed, Mr. Anwar?
It was difficult to start the generator as we hadn't used the diesel in a while.
They fixed it.
They suggested a diesel change at least once a month.
This contains two liters.
Just a minute.
All right.
Kalamma?
Couldn't you have woken me up?
I had it in the storeroom.
It's all right, Kalamma.
For the past few months, in and around Hyderabad,
people have been living in fear once darkness descends
in the wake of multiple acts of murder of young women.
Heads severed. Bodies burned. Truly despicable!
Who is behind it? Why are they doing it? The police still do not know.
The murders haven't stopped.
Amrutha, a young resident of Shamirpet,
was killed in the same manner.
Her body was burned with petrol.
After a few days, her head was found in a nearby playground.
It's been a year since this occurred and there's been no breakthrough.
To ensure public safety, the police have set up a special squad...
-Kalamma! -What happened?
-Get some ice cubes. -Is it hurting again?
Go and visit the doctor once, Swapna.
Swapna.
-When did you get it? -A month ago.
-New tattoo? -Varsha.
It hurts just as much as it did when I first got the tattoo.
So I thought I'd check with you before I go to the doctor.
It's been almost a year, right?
Had there been a problem, the skin would've reacted immediately.
It wouldn't take this long to surface.
The tattoo definitely has nothing to do with your pain.
Swapna!
I tried reaching you the day after you came here.
I think you had changed your number.
I even came by your house.
You weren't there.
When a loved one dies
some get tattoos in their memory.
Over the last few years, a new trend has started over this.
They began mixing the ashes of the deceased in the tattoo ink.
You know ashes, right?
A very small amount of it.
A belief that even if they are no more,
a part of them will always be with us.
Why are you telling me all this now?
Because what's on your arm is a memorial tattoo.
The same day you came here, another lady came by with ashes.
The ink that was mixed for her...
I accidentally used it on you.
We only use a small amount of it, Swapna.
I've previously done memorial tattoos for two others.
You coolly say that someone's remains is on my arm and in my blood!
This has nothing to do with your pain.
The tattoo has nothing to do with your pain.
Just a minute, Swapna.
All these days, nothing had happened.
It's only been hurting for a couple of days, right?
It's nothing. Let it go.
Don't you understand, Kalamma?
Ever since I got this, everything's been going wrong in my life.
Have you forgotten everything?
That woman made a huge mistake. I don't deny that.
But what does the tattoo have to do with whatever happened to you? Tell me.
All right...
Did you at least ask whose ashes it was that was inked onto your arm?
Does it matter whose it was?
Tell me. Does it really matter?
All right, never mind.
If you wish, let's go meet a good skin doctor.
I'm not saying this to appease you.
Two days ago, what did the therapist say?
He said that you're getting better and this month would be like this, right?
Your days of misfortune are over.
The mongrel who did this to you is in prison.
If he's in prison, is that the end of it?
Tell me.
I can't be in a dark room for more than two seconds.
It's been months since I slept peacefully, Kalamma.
When I close my eyes, I feel like someone's grabbing me hard.
New Year's Day comes every year.
Everyone joyfully celebrates it.
Only I must be stuck at home, dying in fear.
No, Swapna...
Days of misfortune are gone, huh?
Nothing like that, Swapna...
Happy New Year.
Eat before you leave.
Food's ready, Swapna. Eat and go.
Give her the safety goggles.
How many days for it to completely go away?
Usually it requires a minimum of two sessions.
I'll tell you at the end of this session.
What's wrong?
It hurts.
Impossible.
I haven't begun the procedure yet.
-How long since the gel was applied? -Fifteen minutes.
Shall we begin?
What happened?
It hurts, Doctor.
-Applied the gel properly, haven't you? -Yes, sir.
Then how is this...
It's all right. We'll take a small break.
We'll resume after lunch.
Give me a tissue.
The girl from that video, bro.
What video?
The New Year video. She even has the tattoo on her wrist.
It can't be her, buddy.
-It is her! Look carefully. -No way!
Her hair was down in the video. It's tied up now. That's all.
No way.
Look.
Same girl.
-It is her. -I told you, didn't I?
-She's watching us. -Fine.
I'll go and ask her, bro.
I'll definitely ask her.
-She's coming. -She looks awesome, bro.
If you have the guts, go ask her.
Look at this.
She looks hot, right?
She's very hot, right?
She's looking at you.
I'm not saying it's your fault.
Just that you could've avoided it.
Try to understand.
You read and watch the news every day, don't you?
It's getting worse every day.
Keeping this in mind, I told you not to go out on New Year's Eve.
No one pays attention to guys who have tattoos all over their bodies.
But is it so for girls?
What are you saying?
What does that have to do with this?
It's just a tattoo, Geetha. Just leave it.
All right.
Just saying, if she hadn't gone out to get the tattoo, this wouldn't have happened.
I shouldn't have gone, Mom.
I should've just stayed home.
When I sensed something wrong, I could've been more careful.
Without caring about dying, I could've fought harder.
But I didn't.
I can't change anything about it, Dad.
All I can do is cry over
what I could've done differently.
I can't change anything about it, Dad.
I can't change anything.
Open the door, Swapna.
Open the door.
Swapna.
What are you doing in there?
Open the door, I say.
Open the door!
Open the door, I say!
Don't be scared, Swapna. I'm right here, okay?
Open the door, Swapna. Open it.
Open the door! Swapna!
It's okay. Don't worry.
No harm will come to you. I'm here now.
All is well...
Your mother had called.
I didn't say anything.
She's coming over this evening.
I really didn't tell her anything, Swapna.
They're coming on their own.
She started talking about some photos on the internet.
She wants to talk to you about them.
-Swapna. -I'm just going to the doctor.
Swapna.
I don't want to meet anyone.
Apparently, it's her daughter's ashes that's on your arm.
She knows everything that's happening to you.
That's why she wants to meet you.
How many times have I told you not to disconnect a call when you're busy?
Would it ring beyond 30 seconds?
Never mind.
Come directly to the tattoo studio from the airport tomorrow.
It'll take much longer if you come home first.
I've made an appointment at 10 a.m.
Very small design. I'll ensure it doesn't hurt you.
They'll be done in ten minutes.
All right?
You can't cheat me this time.
I wasn't in town that day.
I was on my way to Bangalore for a reception.
It was eating away at me that I couldn't be with her.
I got a call at 2:30 a.m.
that she was murdered.
All that remained was a handful of ashes.
Who did it?
Why did they do it?
To this day, no one knows.
I didn't have the heart
to dissolve all her ashes.
At such a young age,
her fighting cancer three times
seemed like a huge miracle to me.
They used to call her Hot Wheels at the hospital.
She organized support groups and inspired hope in many.
Every time she beat cancer,
she'd go straight to the tattoo studio.
She didn't consider those three hearts as tattoos
but as trophies.
The thought of coming here without her was very difficult for me.
So I brought her along.
I hear it from everyone.
"Amrutha hasn't gone anywhere. She is right here with you," they say.
Today, I believe it.
When I learned that she had cancer,
this is the first card I gave her.
In the form of this tattoo, I believe my daughter is still with you.
I don't know what's happening with you,
but I believe Amrutha wishes for you to fight.
Drink up.
Shall we go home tomorrow?
Should I ask them to come here?
Get the stuff packed. We'll go there ourselves.
What time do I say we'll be there?
-We'll leave first thing in the morning. -All right.
Kalamma?
Cut up an apple for me.
Be careful with that.
Why you little...
Swapna and I are coming home tomorrow morning, ma'am.
Kalamma?
Kalamma!
Hold on. I'll check.
Mr. Anwar?
Kalamma?
Nothing to worry. He's outside.
Kalamma?
Mr. Anwar...
Mr. Anwar?
Kalamma!
Mr. Anwar! Help!
Mr. Anwar!
Help me, Mr. Anwar! Please help!
Kalamma!
Mr. Anwar!
Don't go outside, Kalamma!
Hold on, Kalamma! Can you hear me?
Hold on.
Mr. Anwar?
Listen to me, Kalamma! Don't go outside!
What is it, Swapna? Why are you getting worked up?
All is well. He's outside.
Kalamma!
Swapna.
What the hell happened to you?
Why did you break the bottle?
I asked you a question.
The wind is rattling the bedroom window. That's all.
Did you see it?
If not me, who else would?
Just a minute. What has gotten into you?
Mr. Anwar!
-Give me your address. -House number 152, 20th Avenue. Dead end.
Last one on the road. Grey color.
Saw anything else besides the dead body?
The killer was wearing a mask.
He has a long knife and a camcorder.
All the doors are locked, right?
Stay safe in your room. We'll be there in ten minutes.
I'll be right back.
How do you know what Mr. Anwar's killer looks like?
Tell me, Swapna.
Tell me!
Kalamma...
It's all right, Swapna.
I'm right here with you. Don't be scared.
Nothing will happen. Look here. Don't be afraid.
Swapna, there is light in the hall. Let's go there.
The cops are on the way. Let's go.
-Let's not. -Why?
He's out there. He'll kill us, Kalamma!
Let's not go there!
All right. We'll stay here until the cops arrive, okay?
Kalamma...
There's a fire in one of the back rooms.
-Kalamma! -Ma'am!
Open the door!
Open the door, ma'am!
Chandra!
Open the door, ma'am!
Chandra!
Ma'am, quickly open the door.
Kalamma.
-Street number? -Seventeen, sir.
The bedroom.
No, it didn't spread inside.
-Where's the ambulance? -Ten minutes away, sir.
Slightly delayed due to the New Year traffic.
Sir, there's someone inside.
They closed the drapes, sir!
Chandra!
Chandra, wheel her to the back.
Chandra!
-Take her to the station. -What's wrong?
Get going, I said!
Stop the car!
-Stop the vehicle! -What's wrong, ma'am?
I shouldn't have gone, Mom.
I should've just stayed home.
I can't change anything about it.
I can't be in a dark room for more than two seconds.
It's been months since I slept peacefully.
When I close my eyes, I feel like someone's grabbing me hard.
In the form of this tattoo, I believe my daughter is still with you.
I don't know what's happening with you,
but I believe Amrutha wishes for you to fight.
Kalamma?
There are three of them, sir.
They've already killed the security guard. The sooner you can get here, the better.
All the doors are locked, right?
Stay safely in your room. We'll be there in 15 minutes.
-Sir... -Yes, tell me.
There's a shortcut on the backside of the CSI Church.
If you take that route, you'll be here in five minutes.
All right. We'll be there as soon as possible.
Kalamma...
It can take five minutes for the cops to get here, or even ten.
They may save us
or they may not.
I cannot think of how I could've done things differently, after I'm dead.
It's all right even if we die.
Let's put up a fight.
Swapna!
Close the window.
Call the control room.
Go on inside! Hurry!
Go!
Connect me to the Assistant Commissioner. It's urgent.
We need backup right away.
Don't come here! Go inside.
Don't come here, Swapna.
Don't come out here, Swapna. Get back inside!
Come inside here, Swapna. Come inside!
Hurry, Swapna!
Come along, Swapna!
Get in there! Go quickly!
Kalamma!
Swapna!