Eerie

I've been in Sta. Lucia longer than I can remember.

I heard so many stories about this place.

I've heard so many stories

that it's become hard to separate

the myths from the truth.

But I only know one story to be true.

Every midnight

at the end of the third floor corridor,

beside the stairwell,

you'll find a comfort room.

No one dares to go there anymore.

Because if you go inside...

there...

when you reach the last cubicle,

that's where she hung herself.

Her name...

is Erika.

Do you trust me?

Do you know what this is?

When I count to three,

I want you to slam your hand here, okay?

One...

two...

three!

I ordered to turn the lights off hours ago.

You must contemplate your sins in silence.

The confession will start tomorrow at 6 o'clock sharp.

Do not be late.

Lie down!

Close your eyes!

If you cannot sleep, pray.

Be ready to confess your sins tomorrow.

Do you understand?

Yes, Sor Alice.

Jo.

Hey, Jo. Come with me, I need to pee.

Mich?

Come with me please, I need to pee.

Hey.

More.

Ready...

Miss?

Smile for the camera.

Okay, girls,

compress.

Okay?

Ready?

Pat, look at this.

What a waste.

Why weren't you smiling?

It's okay.

Maybe I had too much on my mind.

Especially after what happened to Anna.

Is it true? Sor Alice found her?

That's what I heard from Sister Luz and Costanza.

I don't understand why she won't let me talk to the girl--

Sor Alice can manage her.

But--

Pat, you're overthinking this.

Joyce.

They caught you on the rooftop again?

Hand it over.

It's already empty.

What's this for anyway?

To keep me awake.

Isn't it better if you rest?

Are you even getting any sleep?

I should have gone with Anna.

She could still be at Sta. Lucia if I did.

Joyce,

what happened to Anna is not your fault.

What do you think happened?

Did she see something?

No one's talking about it, no one's telling us anything.

Only Anna can tell what really happened.

I didn't know you could leave just like that.

I wish I left a long time ago.

Why?

It's the same every day.

That's why I stay on the rooftop, so I can clear my mind.

It's as if everything's useless, like nothing matters.

Joyce...

are you hurting yourself again?

Sor Alice will kill me.

-Joyce? -I'm late again.

You can always come here if you need someone to talk to, okay?

This is for you, Miss Pat.

Why are you sad here again?

That's not me.

The Supreme Court has put Ramon Pascual on death row.

Pascual was caught in the act

decapitating the head of his mother.

Pascual is among the growing number of criminals convicted with death sentence

since it was imposed in 1993.

Mr. Fidel.

-Good evening, Miss Consolacion. -Good evening.

Working this late again?

As always.

You know I don't have anyone to go home to.

Maybe you should start looking for...

someone to go home to.

So you don't have to work all the time.

Okay. Take care of yourself.

You too.

Good evening, Eri.

How have you been?

I read the last book in the library.

I've read everything.

Let's get out of here, Miss Pat.

Where will we go?

Anywhere.

If only I could leave this place.

Why can’t you?

Is that what happens to people...

like you?

Maybe.

Do you want me to come with you?

Eri...

what happened to Anna?

Did she see you?

I didn't mean to.

I'm sorry.

They're all afraid of me.

Why aren't you?

Should I be afraid?

My father...

he wasn't afraid either.

I still see him sometimes.

There, in the corner...

staring at me.

At us.

Where?

Eri?

Eri...

Where are we going?

Why can't you leave?

Is that what happens to people...

That was the sixth session with Eri, but she still won’t tell me her story.

She needs someone to talk to,

but she won’t tell me what really happened to her.

Why did she kill herself?

If I knew the answer, I'd know my students better.

I can keep them safe.

We forced her to stay late at night just to punish her.

After what happened to Anna, we should've known better.

We all know Mr. Fidel.

He spent his whole life serving at Sta. Lucia.

Do you really believe he could do something like this?

I'll talk to the children.

Maybe they know something.

Sor Alice, isn't that too soon?

A lot of parents called--

It's out of our hands if they want to leave.

There are still those who chose to stay.

That's all that matters.

Miss. Consolacion,

may I speak with you?

Just a moment.

Hand it over.

You'll get into trouble again.

The matches too.

The session isn't over yet, all right?

Come in.

I'm Julian. I've been assigned to investigate this case.

How can I help you?

You know Fidel, right?

He was working here, even before I was hired.

Which got me thinking...

if he's capable of doing this, why only now?

I've been asking myself the same question.

Is it true you're taking him to Muntinlupa?

Yes.

Death row?

I can't say just yet.

-You also own one of these? -Maybe there were other people

at the crime scene the night Clara was murdered.

I'll ask around, my students might know something.

They trust me.

Good.

Use that. When you get information

useful to the investigation...

call me.

Here's my number.

Thank you.

Most of the conversations I have with my students are confidential.

Their secret is my secret.

I'll call you when something comes up.

Ms. Consolacion, I'm here to help.

We won't tell this to the chief yet.

The chief is already convinced that Fidel did it.

Thank you.

Thank you for your time.

Clara?

What do you think?

How old are these butterflies?

Butterflies only live for a few months.

They don't look dead to me.

They look like they could still fly.

They're not moving...

because they are imprisoned.