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I died not knowing who killed me,

so my spirit has wandered the building

for 30 years trying to find the killer.

So that's what happened!

Senior!

Senior!

Ma Mere Hannah.

Ma Mere Hannah.

Daeng.

My time has come.

Where did you find it?

This book was my birthday present

when I turned six.

It was the only happiness

in my forgettable childhood.

Princess Bhannawadee was a cruel person.

In public, she treated me with mercy.

In private, she beat me and tortured me.

She locked me up in a closet.

I only had this book to keep me company.

I read it over and over.

The more I read it, the more I saw

the princess as the witch in the book.

My hatred for her grew,

fueled by my childish imagination.

One night, the princess was about

to lock me up again.

I ran away to the pool.

You brat! You can't hide from me!

I'll beat you up when I find you!

Baby Daeng!

Gretel pushed the witch into the oven

and shut the door.

Baby Daeng! Help me!

Baby Daeng! Help me!

I remained in shock for years.

When I turned 12, I decided to run away.

I wandered about, until I found a new life

through the mercy of God.

I took my vows and changed my name

to Sister Hannah.

I became the owner of

Bhannawadee Palace

as stated in the will.

I donated the building to the Church

to redeem my sins.

Twenty years later, I was chosen as

Mother Superior of this convent.

Here at my old home.

Thank be to God.

I don't have to run away anymore.

Ma Mere!

Don't be frightened.

It's just a tranquilizer.

Dr. Saner!

I just don't want her to hear

what we're going to discuss.

You don't have heart disease?

My heart's fine.

I like you a lot,

you remind me of my daughter.

Is Baby Daeng your daughter?

Yes,

but I don't want her to know

that I'm her real father.

She's the last beautiful thing in my ugly life.

Damn it!

The princess was

a very possessive woman.

When she found out

that I already had a wife,

a nurse who was pregnant,

the princess gave me an ultimatum.

Choose one, either your wife or your child.

Or I'll destroy your career and your family.

I was so scared,

she was powerful and

could do what she threatened to.

I chose my daughter.

I injected a drug

that made my wife's heart stop

after she gave birth to the baby.

That night when I arrived,

I saw Daeng with a bloody shovel

in her hand,

frozen in a state of shock.

Stay here and don't go anywhere.

If they ask, say you were sleeping.

Tell them you don't know anything.

After Daeng disappear,

I tried to find out what happened to her.

When I learned that

she became a nun in a convent,

I was relieved.

I thought the secret of the case

would remain hidden forever.

But one day,

a college student came to see me

and asked about the case.

He was getting close to know

the existence of Baby Daeng.

I decided to protect my daughter

by following him back to the pool.

I thought it was all over.

I never thought that 3O years later,

I'd have to come out to save my girl again

from a born-yesterday like you!

Come here!

Let me go!

Come here!

What are you doing?

An accident, of course.

A curious girl sneaks up to the bell tower

and falls to her death.

Let me go!

No! Let me go!

Jump!

Help me!

Jump!

Let me go!

Jump!

Jump!

No! f Jump!

Help me!

Will you jump, or should I pull the trigger?

Born-yesterday b*tch!

Back-heel him, quick!

Jump!

I hate it

when people call me a born-yesterday!

Son of a b*tch!

Senior!

We can touch each other.

Every rule has an exception.

You brat! Won't you just die?

You...

Doctor!

I smelled the spirit of the nurse,

the doctor's wife.

She'd been waiting patiently for 50 years.

Now the wait was over.

Senior.

Why is your scent getting weaker?

Everybody has a limited time. Spirits too...

When I know the truth about myself,

it's time I'll be gone forever.

Senior!

Don't go!

Senior!

We belong in different worlds.

Sooner or later I'll have to go.

All I want you to know is...

you're the best memory

in my life after death.

Don't cry.

Take good care of yourself after I'm gone.

Senior, don't leave me now.

Goodbye, partner.

Don't go, Senior!

Senior...

Senior...

Please don't go.

Senior...

Come back!

After 53 years,

the murder file of

Princess Bhannawadee Rasmee

was reopened

based on the confession of

Mother Superior Hannah.

Jit was declared innocent.

All the blames unjustly put on him

were cleared.

From then on,

his spirit never came back again.

As for Hannah, her crime was ruled

as unintentional wrongdoing.

And the case's statute of limitations

had expired.

Still, she vowed to devote herself to

the service of God in the Carmelite convent,

turning her back to the world

for the rest of her life.

The skeleton inside the wall

matched the DNA of Miss Woranart.

After that, no one heard any sound

coming out of the wall again.

Mademoiselle Adhiti.

Good luck. May God bless you.

Goodbye, Ma Soeur Audrey.

Senior never returned since.

He disappeared just as mysteriously as

when he came.

As if...

He never existed.

Senior...

Where are you?

Dear Senior, you told me that writing letters

was very romantic.

I've never written one before,

I don't know what to write.

Well...

I miss you.

When will you come back

to hang out with me again?

I'll let you smack my head, all right?

Faithfully, your partner.

The building is about to be demolished

for the construction of a condominium,

prompting conservationists to

stage a protest...

The old photo studio...

Bottom row, the far right picture.

For all the time we'd been partners,

that was the first time I saw Senior.

The photo seemed to be smiling at me

from the distant past.

A photo studio is where the good memories

of the past generations remain alive.

Some in these pictures no longer

have the smile they once had.

Some became nothing but ashes.

But here...

they're preserved in time, in eternity.

See you around.

Partner.

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