Ma'am, this isn't a human corpse.
It's a dog.
-What? -It's the dead body of a dog.
Wrap up the dog's dead body and place it outside.
What do we do now, ma'am?
-Summon the farmhouse staff. -Okay, ma'am.
-Whose dog is it? -It's our dog, ma'am.
It had died in a car accident.
How could you dump it here like it's some piece of garbage?
Don't you have space in your house?
Burying the body within our compound would have made Anjali cry.
So, sir asked me to bury it here.
-Who's your sir? -Sagar sir.
This farmhouse belongs to a friend of his.
That is why we buried it here.
Okay, you may leave.
Ma'am, what do you want us to do with the dog's dead body?
-Tell them to bury it again. -Okay, ma'am.
I'll be right back.
We're unnecessarily complicating this case, Ranga.
Maybe Ghosh and Sagar have told us the truth.
They must've placed the dog's dead body in the generator room after the accident.
It's a huge dog.
It would easily weigh between 40 to 50 kilos.
They must've carried it across the compound wall
and buried it in that piece of land.
And Ghosh must have released Koti from custody.
Koti must have gone to his friends' or someplace else.
We have no evidence left to suspect Ghosh and Sagar.
I can't go forward.
Whatever you just said might be true, ma'am.
But…
you said that someone stood by the door and watched Charles commit suicide.
We don't have any details on that person yet.
You're right, Ranga.
We need to find out who that is.
Let's circle back to the case with a clear head.
I want every detail.
Time graphs, photographs, anything you can get.
Everything on my table, okay?
-Make it fast. -Okay, ma'am.
There's a parcel for Ms. Priya Avuduri.
Sign here.
Priya ma'am!
Kamakshi…
No, ma'am.
Don't look.
You'll get scared.
I'll throw it away.
What is it?
Listen to me, ma'am.
Go upstairs.
Don't look, ma'am.
Priya, it's okay.
Father-in-law…
When did you arrive?
There's a courier for you.
Okay.
It's in the pantry.
Amrutha sent it…
along with this letter.
She wrote, "Priya, get a fetus DNA test if you don't believe me."
Now I want you to look me straight in the eyes and answer this.
Should I get the DNA test done?
Or…
Will you tell me the truth?
Priya…
What happened was an accident.
I'm sorry.
You fricking cheat!
-Priya, I'm sorry. -No!
-Priya, I'm sorry. -How could you?!
Why did you do this?
-Priya… Priya… -I hate you! No!
-Priya, listen to me for a minute. -Get out!
-Just get out! I hate you! -Please, Priya!
-Get out of my life! Get out! -Priya…
Priya, I'm sorry!
Get out of my life!
Get out!
Out!
I'm sorry.
Out!
Thanks, Mom.
Mom, if you want to give me something,
place it by the door and knock.
I'll come and get it, okay?
I have loads of office work.
Don't send anybody in.
Alright.
BIKERS TAKE ON THE ROADS ON A TRIP FROM HYDERABAD TO LADAKH
Sandeep, I need some information.
I have a bike number.
I need the registration address and name, please. It's urgent.
Sorry, guys. I'm late.
-Is everything ready? -Yeah, all set.
There's someone from the Page 3 website to interview you.
He'd been pestering me incessantly. So I asked him to come here.
-Why don't you go talk to him? -My interview? Are you serious?
Yeah! You're a YouTube star now!
Our show Ghost Shadows is creating a sensation all across India.
How could they not interview a celebrity like you?
-Where is he? -Over there.
Yeah.
-Hi, ma'am. Manu from Page 3. -Hello. Yeah.
Actually, I got an idea after seeing your camera guy.
Shall we go for a video interview?
I promise I'll keep it brief.
-Sravan, will you shoot? -Yeah, yeah.
So, tell me, Kiran. Why did you choose the subject of ghosts and spirits?
What if I find out if ghosts really exist…
by performing advanced scientific research…
and let people know about it?
-That's where it all started. -Nice!
How do you know that a particular place is haunted?
Towards the end of every video, we ask our viewers…
to mail any real ghost stories that they know of.
-Okay. -And you know what?
We receive thousands of calls and emails every day.
We pick a few real, interesting stories.
And only after complete research on the matter…
and only if we feel that people should know about this real story,
we make a video on it.
There is one such story surrounding this school.
-That is why we're here. -Okay.
Let's take this school for example.
How do you figure out if this place is haunted or not?
Like, what is your technical procedure?
We monitor with the help of a night vision camera.
We test using EMF readers.
Sorry, EMF readers? I didn't get it. Sorry.
It's an electromagnetic field reader.
I'll just show you.
This is an electromagnetic field reader.
When we turn this on at a haunted place,
and if this light turns on, it indicates the presence of a ghost.
If the light doesn't turn on, it means there is no ghost.
Just in case the light flashes,
it's very dangerous!
We should vacate the place right away.
Have you ever experienced it?
So far, never.
It sounds terrifying.
Anyways, we're done. Thanks for the interview.
Sure, thank you.
Sagar, why are you here?
Why did you follow me?
I should ask you that.
You know my name too.
Who are you?
I'm Kiran Reddy, YouTuber.
I perform research on ghosts and spirits and make videos on them.
Four months back, a man named Ravi reached out to me.
He said he has a fully researched real ghost story.
He asked me to come to Hyderabad to meet him.
I didn't bother.
But then I found out that he's a very famous journalist.
Listen, Kiran…
I don't have much time.
I told you I have a story.
It's a real ghost story.
I've done a lot of research on this.
Journalists have been dropping dead…
over the span of many years.
The deaths are quite horrifying.
And you know what?
All of them have died by committing suicide.
-Every suicide-- -Mr. Ravi, wait.
The program that I do is called Ghost Shadows.
And you know what?
How are these suicides connected to paranormal activity?
Behind every suicide…
there's a paranormal, supernatural, ghost, spirit force.
Whatever you say.
Something is there.
And…
this hasn't started recently.
Somewhere around…
1963, I think. Yeah.
Journalists have been committing suicide since 1963.
They hang themselves, slit their throats,
shoot themselves, drink poison.
Last year, my journalist friend Santosh…
fell under a running train and died.
-What are these? -One day, I parked my bike and got down.
I found a newspaper scrap stuck to its tire.
I read it and…
it was the death news of my father.
He slipped from the balcony of the 30th floor…
and broke his skull.
A few minutes later…
I got a call.
My mom was bawling.
He died in the same manner as the paper said he would.
REPUTED JOURNALIST AKONDA RAVI FALLS TO DEATH FROM THE 30TH FLOOR
After a few days…
I found another newspaper.
WIFE OF REPUTED JOURNALIST RAVI DIES IN A TRAGIC ACCIDENT ON THE NATIONAL HIGHWAY
It was written that my wife had died in a car accident.
By the time I went and saw…
my wife was really dead.
I went from confusion to panic.
Panic to fear.
Whenever I saw any newspaper scrap…
I started collecting it.
My room is filled with newspaper scraps.
My father, mother, wife and son…
I couldn't save any of them.
Sorry.
This is a list of all those who committed suicide.
It's all the data that I collected during my research.
Since 1963, 54 people have died.
God knows how many deaths I've missed!
There are lakhs of journalists out there.
Why are these men being targeted specifically?
Exactly!
I've based my research on the same point.
All the dead people must share some common factor.
I've connected all the dots.
And finally…
I got the answer.
What is it?
Every person that has died…
was a corrupt journalist.
I've hidden the truths.
I've published lies.
I've fabricated and manipulated stories.
I haven't given a damn about anybody.
I've thought only about the best interests of me and my newspaper.
Just like me, every journalist on this list is…
corrupt.
It will haunt everyone and kill them.
It will not only target family members.
But also friends, colleagues, maids…
You know what?
Anyone who meets the journalist at least once ends up dead.
It kills everyone.
And finally, the person commits suicide…
In the same pattern.
Kiran, please help me.
Take this list.
Do a program on it.
Everyone should know.
I just found 54.
If this program is broadcast…
we'll come to know about more journalists who have suffered the same fate.
We need to get to the bottom of this.
Please, Kiran.
I spent the night in Hyderabad.
I wanted to meet Ravi again the next day…
and discuss the case in further detail.
But that afternoon…
I received a voicemail from Ravi all of a sudden.
Hi, Kiran.
The only thing I couldn't figure out in my research was…
why all of them were committing suicide.
But I've found the answer now.
There's something important that I need to do.
I might never see you again.
But please don't shelve this story.
Please do what you must do.
Shit!
What has he figured out?
What does he plan on doing?
I knew something was wrong.
I went to meet Ravi right away.
Hello!
You shouldn't have come here, Kiran.
What?!
I've told you everything that I know.
-Get out of here immediately! -Ravi, listen! Ravi!
Ravi!
Ravi, no!
Ravi, please!
Ravi, no!
The newspaper was in his hand.
It stated that I was going to die.
But nothing happened to me.
I don't know why.
Ravi met me…
told me about the ghost, and committed suicide.
When I was losing sleep over this,
I saw Charles' name in the paper.
His father's death news.
That's when I inquired about Charles and found out that…
he's involved in very controversial stories and he's a corrupt man.
That is why his brother, father, and son started dying one by one.
I saw you at Charles' house for the first time.
Journalist Sagar Varma.
I saw the news of your dog's death in the paper.
I got suspicious, inquired about you, and found out that…
you're the next target of the ghost.
Because you're a highly corrupt journalist.
Businessmen, politicians, big shots…
you've supported all their crimes.
Minister Chakravarthy…
you've supported him as well.
You're the reason he has become the Minister today!
Ninety people have died at his liquor shop from drinking adulterated liquor.
You made sure that the news didn't come out.
Eleven girls were brutally raped at his brother-in-law's hostel,
and three of them were ruthlessly killed.
You didn't let that story come out either.
Alright. I agree.
I'm a corrupt journalist. I agree.
But that ghost you're talking about, why didn't it just kill me?
Anjali was a small girl. What was her fault?
Why is it targeting my family?
Have you ever thought about the families of those 90 people?
Or about the sufferings of the three families in the rape case?
No, right?
Similarly, the ghost doesn't really care.
Why didn't you warn me before?
Why did you hide from me?
Because I didn't want to get involved in your story, Sagar.
The news of my death was in the newspaper shortly after I met Ravi.
KIRAN REDDY, HOST OF THE YOUTUBE SHOW GHOST SHADOWS, FOUND DEAD
But I don't know why I'm still alive.
I was afraid that I might die if I met you.
Except for following you, getting to know your story,
and finally making a video about it,
I don't know what to do.
Here's all the research that Ravi has done.
See if it will be of any help to you.
Look at these newspapers.
This font is pretty old.
So is the texture of the newspaper.
They all look the same.
And look at the letter "Ka."
The letter "Ka" is inverted in all the newspapers.
Look.
-Yeah! -Kiran…
looks like someone is printing these newspapers on an old printing machine.
We need to figure out who that is.
I need your help.
They've composed every letter manually and printed it.
These printers are currently out of production.
This newspaper has definitely been printed 70 to 80 years ago.
But if you notice,
the letter "Ka" is inverted in all the newspapers.
-Look. -Yeah, I see it.
It must be their code.
During the freedom struggle,
a few newspapers were secretly printed without the Britishers' knowledge.
People used such codes as a means to identify their newspapers.
-Give me two minutes. -Okay.
He was our guest lecturer when I was pursuing Visual Communication.
He has written around 12 books on screen printing.
-Just a minute. -Yeah.
Hello, sir.
Hello, Kiran ma'am. It's the Location Manager speaking.
We didn't get the permission to visit the location tomorrow.
But you said I could check out the location tomorrow.
How can you cancel at the last minute?
There are some security issues. Please understand.
Sir, I've planned my next episode there.
I could try and arrange it today.
Can you come right away?
Here are all the newspapers from that time period.
-Andhra Prabha… -Sagar, I need to leave urgently.
I need to check out the location for my next episode.
-You'll take it from here? -Yeah, sure.
Bhaskar sir, thank you so much.
-I'll see you later. -Okay, dear.
-Thank you. -Yeah.
Andhra Prabha, 1955.
Krishna Pathrika…
This isn't the one.
Andhra Pathrika…
This isn't the one either.
The letter "Ka" looks fine.
It looks fine on this one as well.
Sir, the letter "Ka" is inverted on this one.
Dhootha?
Sir…
the address of this Press…
-You can Google it. -Okay.
Dhootha…
Dhootha!
Founded by Satya Murthy in 1938.
The paper had a good run till 1962.
But in the same year, Mr. Satya Murthy went missing all of a sudden.
Later on, the paper was shut down.
He has written a book as well.
"Journalism. Values and Principles."
I've seen that before.
Listen…
the book will have the address of the Press.
Right, sir.
Sir, I'll get going.
-Can I click a picture of this? -Go ahead.
-You said you're a journalist, right? -Yes.
You've chosen a noble profession.
Thank you, sir.
Hello, ma'am. I'm the watchman here.
-Sir told me that you'd be coming. -Okay.
-I like your videos, ma'am. I'm a fan. -Thank you.
My whole family watches along with me.
I guess this is the first time you'll be shooting in an abandoned hospital.
Yeah, but I knew that I'd be doing it someday.
Oh!
How come?
Because compared to any other place,
a hospital witnesses the most number of deaths.
-Okay. -So, technically,
there are more ghosts and spirits here.
Okay, ma'am.
-Shall we go inside? -I can't come, ma'am.
I've been working here for six months.
But I've never set foot inside.
I haven't had the courage after knowing the hospital's history.
-Okay. I'm going in. -Careful, ma'am.
The floors are quite slippery due to the rain.
"Journalism. Values and Principles."
I've seen it somewhere.
Where have I seen this?
"Journalism. Values and Principles."
Shall I send all this stuff to the farmhouse?
"Host of the famous YouTube channel Ghost Shadows…
Ms. Kiran Reddy found dead.
On her visit to the Bheemili General Hospital,
which has been abandoned for the last 15 years,
YouTuber Ms. Kiran Reddy, who was there for research purposes,
dies in an unfortunate accident."
Shit!
Move! Move!
Come on, move!
Shit!
-Yeah, Sravan? -Kiran, where are you?
I'm at the Bheemili Hospital.
We don't have permission for tomorrow.
Any indication?
Nothing, Sravan.
No indication whatsoever on the EMF meter.
-Everyone is scared for nothing. -Oh, shit! I totally forgot, Kiran.
-There are no batteries in the EMF meter. -Shit!
I told you that I had removed them for the camera flash, remember?
I called to remind you that.
-So did you buy new batteries? -Yes, I did.
-Okay, bye. I'll call you later. -Yeah.
-Was a girl named Kiran Reddy here? -Yes, sir.
-Where did she go? -She's inside.
Shit!