Ran lifts the rug and shines her flashlight down. Red light casts a shadow of the blinds on the wall behind her. The lifted rug shows a trapdoor illuminated by the flashlight. From the cracks of the trapdoor, blue light glows. The trapdoor begins to lift as more blue glow pours out. Close up of Ran's quizzical eyes. A greyish hand with mangled fingernails exits the trapdoor. Flies buzz within the blue glow. Close up of Ran's eyes in surprise and questioning eyebrows.


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Ran (Narration): I really hope that's not the brother...

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Dead shall rise – Chapter 1 page 6

That's going to affect the property value...