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'When you came to

me asking for my help...'

'...I knew you didn't recognize me.'

'I was just an unknown

face amongst the crowd...'

'...who would come to listen to your music.'

'But for me, you're more than God.'

'Your music gave me new hope.'

'Showed me the path to live.'

'My life is indebted to you Ayush.'

'You became the purpose

of my aimless life.'

'Maybe that's why your

music didn't let me die.'

'So that I can keep

you and your music alive.'

Oh my, God. What is this?

How did this happen?

Doesn't it pain?

What do you keep writing all day?

HCH/66.

- What does it mean?

- I don't know myself.

Feels like someone's

written it on my fingers.

And I try to get rid of this feeling...

...by writing it on the paper.

But...

No matter how many times I write it...

...I can't get rid of this feeling.

It stays.

The harder we try to solve this riddle...

...the more confusing it gets.

What I don't understand...

...even if we try to solve this puzzle,

where do we start?

Maybe the place where it all started.

What?

Remember you said there

are many doors in this house...

...which you haven't opened yet.

And you don't know what's behind it.

Yes.

Then we must search this house first.

Who knows what secrets are

hidden behind those closed doors.

So this is Meher Wadia.

How is this possible?

Rose...this isn't the Meher Wadia

who came to meet me.

That is not her.

But...according to this photo...

...she is Meher Wadia, Mr. Wadia's niece.

Then who was the girl...who came

to meet me posing as Meher Wadia.

And tried to kill me.

A girl, who we know nothing about...

...comes here posing as Meher Wadia. Why?

She wants to kill you. Why?

She wants to prove something

to some good people.

Who are these good people?

Even if we find out

anything about that girl...

...where will that get us?

These evil spirits

Never reveal themselves.

They hide out of sight.

They stay in the dark

and fulfill their desires.

In order to get rid of them...

...we must find out who

they are and what they want.

Just like we must catch

a thief to stop him from stealing.

There must be some way

to find out who she was.

Hold on.

Bags!

She brought her bags here.

And I hid them.

Where are the bags?

It's an Indian passport.

Issued in Karachi in 1919.

Whoever she is, hasn't been

living here for more than 2 years.

But the problem is...

...this passport isn't

enough to identify the person.

There is a way.

If she's an Indian...

...then her ship must have

docked at South Hampton.

We can find information out there.

That's correct.

There's an immigration officer

in South Hampton who I helped out.

Maybe he can help us now.

There's a train which leaves

at 10 o'clock tonight for South Hampton.

I'll meet you at the station.

"Ringa-Ringa Roses."

"Pocket full of poses."

"I tease you..."

"I tease you..."

"We all fall down."

"Ringa-Ringa Roses."

"Pocket full of poses."

"I tease you..."

Oh my, God.

Come with me.

Exact same face.

Warning.

This spirit is trying to warn us.

See this.

It's what was written

on the mirror that day.

It's written in English down here.

"First you go Black, then you die."

I know what this painting

is trying to say.

It's a painting of the plague...

...which is also called the "Black Death".

The year 1347.

The epidemic had spread in Mongolia.

That's why...the Mongolian face...

...and, it's also written in Mongolian.

Later in 1348,

it spread to England through some sailor.

The plague was so dangerous...

Anyone infected by it didn't

survive for more than 3 days.

Then it's a very clear warning.

Look...

Look at this moon.

And down here, it has no reflection.

And this face, it's completely intact.

And here, it's turned

completely black in the reflection.

That spirit is trying to tell me...

...that, I have only three days to live.

Three days? What nonsense.

"First you go Black, then you die."

Look...

Like I said, that spirit is

giving these black marks on my body.

Look at this moon.

Three days later is the no-moon night.

In three nights my entire

body will turn black.

First I will turn Black,

then I will die.

I will be dead.

Do you get it?

We've lost, Rose.

We've lost to that spirit.

We can never figure out in three days...

...who that girl really was.

Or why does she want revenge from me?

We'll keep going around in circles,

round and round...

We've lost! There's no way.

You're giving up! Tell me.

Are you giving up?

Before you give up, you should know that...

...death itself gives up.

Do you know to whom?

To the girl who loves you so much.

I am standing between

you and death, Ayush.

Death cannot dare

to take you away from me!

"You dwell in my breath..."

"...I am your journey."

"Don't ever leave me..."

"...I am your abode."

"Love me a little more than you do."

"Without you...I've nothing."

"You are my world."

"My hopes...my belief."

"You are my sky."

Hello.

My dearie,

nice night for a dreamy drive, aye.

Yes, sir.

Just need some petrol

to make the dream come true.

Lady have a sense of humor as well.

That's a good thing.

I'll have to get you

the spare key for the pump.

Wouldn't want your dreamy drive

to end up in the middle of nowhere...

...due to an empty petrol tank.

Hello.

Are you okay?

Damnit.

Ayush, careful.

Rose, behind you.

Forget the key, let's get out of here.

Petrol tank, open the petrol tank.

She won't let us reach

our destination so easily.

But by trying to stop us she has

proved that we are on the right path.

Rose, this is the girl.

She came posing as Meher Wadia.

We found what we were looking for.

Name:
Dina Shaw.

Nationality:
Indian.

She's been invited from India

to study at the University of York.

The University of York?

There's been a bit of flooding.

The bridge down the road,

there's some work going on it.

But I need to get to York fast.

Well, My lady...on this broken bridge...

...you're going nowhere,

let me assure you.

The earliest this road will

be open will be early tomorrow morning.

You better off staying

at the inn close-by.

Until morning comes.

That's what I would do.

Just one night more.

One night is left.

- And after that...

- One night it all we need...

...to defeat that spirit.

Do you really believe

so much in yourself?

Not in myself. But in my love.

Since God has blessed me with such love...

...He will show me the

way to keep it alive.

Whether God exists or not,

I will only know after I am dead.

But fortunately I met one of his angels.

Isn't this so strange?

Thanks to the darkness,

I found my ray of light.

You know how to impress with your words.

But it's true as well.

I don't know how

I am going to thank you.

Well, there's no thank you in love.

But if you really want to,

there is one way.

I see... How?

When this phase is over...

...I want you to write a song for me.

With all your love.

Why do you think...

I haven't done that already.

Really?

Yes, ma'am.

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