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I think.

You think?

Well, I don't know.

At this point, I... I barely

even remember last night,

let alone the guys

leaving this morning.

So yes, I am doubting

my memory a little.

Look, I know it's been a

crazy morning, but I'm hungry.

Can we please just

go get some food

and talk about all this

serious stuff later?

Yeah, I... I need a

break from all this.

OK, let's just get some

food and then find out

more about the statue later.

Why are we trying to replace

the statue when the program

thinks it was never there?

I just want to find out how

much that thing was worth.

We're not crazy.

That statue was in the house.

I don't know, Rach.

Do we even care

what it's worth now?

I mean, it's gone.

I already feel guilty enough.

Yes.

Isn't this bugging you?

I mean, where did it go?

The guys stole it, remember?

Yeah, I thought that, too.

But something just feels off.

Excuse me, sir.

Um, do you have any of

these, but made of gold?

Oh, yeah.

Many, many statues.

What you like?

Very good price.

Uh, like this, but made of

real gold, and like a child.

Yes?

No, like a very young

looking little girl.

Um, like her size.

But real gold, not paint.

Real child, real gold?

Do... do you know

what that means?

What kind of statue that is?

No.

I don't have any more.

Don't sell here anymore.

Uh, do you know what I'm

talking about, though?

Do you understand?

Understand, yes.

But we don't have.

We don't do that here.

Good shop.

Very good shop.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

OK.

Thank you.

Hi.

Can I help you?

Or not.

Rach!

Rachel!

Don't follow the

creepy Asian girl!

Rach!

Oh, good, we caught up.

Yeah.

Now we can all get

murdered together.

What is this place?

It's disgusting.

I don't know.

Man, it looks like some sort of

abandoned village or something.

Oh my god, how is

she not out of breath?

I don't know.

She's a child?

Oh.

I think she wants

us to go inside.

Thoughts?

Well, we're here, aren't we?

Oh my god, let's just get

the hell out of here, OK?

This place is a shithole.

And she's a drunk.

Shh!

Hi.

Um, we're looking for a statue.

It's gold, like a child.

Got one?

Not like that.

Um, this one's different.

It's, uh... it's gold,

like, um, like this.

Real gold.

I don't think I

have what you want.

The little girl from the

market implied that you would.

The little girl?

She's right there.

She was right there.

Alex.

All right.

All right, well, thank you.

Let's go.

Yeah, uh,.

Um, whatever.

Thank you.

We're just going to go.

Stop!

This is the golden statue,

just like you said.

Yes, that's it!

What is it?

Kumari, the golden girl.

Is that gold real?

Yes.

Very special.

Very rare.

Very old.

So I guess you're

not selling it, then.

Not for sale.

Very, very good luck.

Is this why you want one?

We had one, but we lost

it, or it was stolen.

We're not really sure

what happened to it.

How did you get it?

Did you buy it on

the black market?

No!

It was in our house.

Kumari is meant

to be worshipped.

Born from a very dark place.

It is meant to bring light.

It's just a statue.

Not just any statue.

It chose you.

You know what?

I've... I've had just

about enough of this.

Kumari is a child

of great sacrifice,

but it is a child no less.

It feels jealousy,

anger, resentment.

Kumari led you here.

She escaped.

Lady say what?

The little girl,

she is a vision.

Not real.

Bullshit.

She is following you.

She is your statue.

You let her out.

What the hell are

you talking about?

These are for your protection.

You must wear them

to keep her out.

The kumari, she

has turned on you.

She is ready to

take her revenge.

OK, I've had enough freaky

for the day.

Yeah, right behind you.

You know you sound nuts, right?

If you knew what it

took to make a kumari,

you would see

things differently!

So what now?

Guess we go home.

Great.

That sounds like a

blast and a half.

Alex, what are you doing?

of junk given to you

by a drunken old woman

to keep you safe?

Please.

It's your funeral.

I'm gonna put you where

everyone can see you.

All right.

So, Julia tells me you guys

want to know a little bit more

about this Thai legend.

The kumari.

We're getting more

into the culture.

Oh yeah?

Because I thought it was some

creepy old lady that told you

a ghost child was haunting you.

Well, it was that, too.

I filled him in.

Obviously.

All right.

Well, it turns out this is some

pretty serious sh*t, all right?

When a kid died violently,

in some horrific accident

or whatever... what they would

do, they would take the body,

cover it in blood,

dry burn the bones,

and encase the

damn thing in gold.

All part of this

ritual, the kumari.

Supposed to bring good luck.

That's gross.

And it gets worse.

A lot of necromancers...

they wanted more children.

So what they would do...

they would go out there

and actually start murdering.

And eventually, the Thai

government banned the practice,

but they still do it, and they

sell them on the black market

for thousands of dollars.

Oh my god.

That's why that old lady

asked where we got it.

It was actually supposed

to be worshipped.

And from what I hear, you guys

kind of failed on the worship

part and let it get away.

Oh my god, it was stolen.

How was that our fault?

Well, the old witch said

that we let it escape,

so maybe that's what she meant.

I don't think it

physically escaped.

I think it had to do more

with the spirit of the child.

Like it was trapped?

Yeah.

And now it wants revenge.

Best advice I can give you?

Shane?

Shane?

Sh*t, my computer just died.

Did that really just happen?

Yeah.

What are the odds?

He's like, you guys

should, then zap.

Thank you, Alex.

That was a super helpful recap.

OK, new plan, we move.

As in leave this house?

Yes, as in we go to the

housing office tomorrow

I mean, do you think they're

going to be OK with that,

and not just think we're

three spoiled Americans

part of our volunteer work?

I really don't care

what they think.

Thai statue or no statue,

this... this house... it's

giving me a really bad feeling.

The Brits and the old man,

and... and the statue...

Well, the Brits were my fault.

That's true.

And Alex's.

- Not really.

- You know what?

It doesn't matter

whose fault it is.

Everything about this just

screams get the hell out!

You serious?

OK.

It's not real, it's

not real, it's not real.

Bloody clothes.

Oh my God!

Someone!

Somebody help me!

Get me the hell out of here!

Oh my God, oh my God!

There's something in there!

I felt it!

There's something

in the bathroom.

The girl was in the bathroom.

I saw her, and suddenly...

I was in there, and there

was this thing in the closet,

and it started crawling in the...

Rachel, I saw her in the

water, and then in the mirror.

It was the girl.

Hey!

Hey!

Everybody shut up.

Julia, get dressed.

Go.

What is going on?

I don't know.

We can't stay here.

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