Kazuo Umezu's Horror Theater: Death Make

Quietly standing still on top of an abandoned building...

Is an amber-colored starlight, falling as it comforts you.

Nobody turns around to look at a town covered in grey.

A butterfly flies around like something burning down.

I hold up the frozen wings to the moon and shake them desperately.

I'm looking for a place of comfort, a blue evanescent flame.

Kazuo Umezz's Horror Theater

No way, I don't wanna go.

You said you wanted to.

I'd like to go there, but I'm scared.

It was about 10 years ago.

Just rumors, like an urban legend.

A group of girls went someplace...

...people used to go to test their courage.

But they never came back.

I don't know where it was...

I don't know for sure, but I guess they died there.

A test of courage?

Some girls, they never came back.

They tried to summon spirits.

Some ruins, or something, where you try to summon up the dead.

I heard that no one ever gets out of there alive.

Apparently, they tried to summon up the dead and ended up possessed.

A group of psychically strong girls, but they never came back.

It's a death sentence.

I heard that there's a video of it going around.

I heard that, too.

When was it, 10 years ago? None of the five ever returned.

It's a well-known story.

I don't believe it.

Don't go there!

I've no interest in it.

Alice

Masaki Nishina

Hitomi Miwa

Koichiro Hama

Anna Nakagawa

DEATH MAKE

Tomorowo Taguchi

Directed by Taichi

Hello?

It's nothing to be scared of.

No electricity.

I'm coming in.

Excuse me.

How come I have to do this?

Hello, Satomi speaking.

Hello?

No signal.

Oh, that's creepy.

What the hell is this?

That could be it.

13 days to go until the experiment.

Hello.

Are you Chloe?

Miss Chloe Kagami?

This must be Miku?

And this is Rei?

You must be Iwao.

And I'm Manoda.

Hi, there.

Yeah, hello.

Is anybody inside?

I think so. There's a car outside.

Anyone here?

Mr. Satomi?

No need to hide.

Wait, Mr. Manoda.

Wait...

You've been on TV talking about psychic stuff.

Well...

Right?

Is it true?

About 10 years ago?

Right.

You're not a psychic anymore?

I'm here to confirm.

Shall we go in?

The lights are on.

The cameras are all in place.

Did he do all this by himself?

No. These have been here for a long time.

Where's the TV crew?

No one's here yet, but they'll soon come.

This one looks recent.

Do you sense anything here?

How about you?

Not at the moment.

My name is Manoda.

For 5 years, I've run a web site for the paranormal.

I planned this experiment using people with psychic powers.

I put it up on my website and asked...

...those with psychic leanings, or powers, to join me.

We will spend a night together here.

Well, um...

I'm Kazuki Iwao.

I got fired about two years ago and I've been unemployed since then.

What shall I say?

My hobby is...

...that's no good?

Sorry, that's all for now.

I'm Miku Yokoya.

I have a history of delusions.

Let me tell you about myself.

Well, first off...

...I just got back from six months in the USA.

I'm not looking for work.

I believe that some people have special powers.

I sometimes see things which don't exist.

How should I put it?

I'm Rei Iwasaki.

Some of you must know me.

I'm mildly famous from TV and press stories about parapsychology.

At first, I thought it was all my imagination.

I always sense the wind before it comes.

Once, a 3 year old ghost grabbed me by the leg.

What else...

What's going on?

Did you call Mr. Satomi?

I have no signal.

Me neither.

I get nothing.

We've talked about it and decided to stay here 'til dawn.

To prove if it's true or not.

The missing girls, I mean. I hope we don't end up like them.

Try to be serious.

I've turned up the heat.

Will we really stay here all night?

We could wrap them around this.

Are you serious?

Maybe, like up against the pillar.

We have had discussions on the website and BBS.

But this is the first time we've met.

Let's talk about our psychic experiences.

What's the point?

I'm the oldest, so I'll speak first.

No need to stand.

My name is Iwao.

Back when I was still working, I saw them all the time.

You saw what?

Well, what I saw was...

...it was shaped like a persimmon seed, or a bowling pin.

Very shadowy, like a big nut.

Instinctively, it made me quite scared.

Next, please.

I know you from the TV and magazines.

I believe that you can communicate with ghosts and spirits.

I always thought I could.

I don't see anything, though.

I feel a presence, or something like that.

I tried hard to receive messages from these spirits.

But now I think...

...that it's just my imagination, as if I made it all up.

Next, please.

Well, in my particular case,

I have no idea of the size, big or small.

Or whether it's nearby, or far away.

It looks something like a mosquito...

...or more like a moth...

...maybe...

Maybe?

The thing is, when I see it, I'm always very sleepy.

So, I'm half asleep when it appears.

But I'm positive it's not a dream.

The image is always very clear.

I'm never scared of it.

I think that when I'm dead, maybe I'll be like that.

I don't believe in all this psychic or ESP stuff.

That's why I want to know what it is that I'm seeing.

I hate drawing those pictures.

When I sense its presence, I get an urge to draw it.

But I often wonder about my drawings.

Will this be broadcast on TV?

I guess so. That's why Mr. Satomi brought the cameras.

Isn't it strange? He should be back by now.

Is it that late already?

You think we're alone here?

Otherwise, what's the point?

Maybe a TV crew?

I don't think Mr. Satomi is that underhanded.

Candy?

No, thank you.

I expected weird things to happen.

Do you really believe the stories?

How come they're here?

Very expensive...

Mr. Satomi, are you here?

Mr. Satomi?

It's so well prepared. It's all fake.

No, it's not fake.

I like your pink lipstick.

With corpse-like make up, you can't appreciate it.

I guess not.

I'll look over there.

I should, too.

Do you think those rumors are true?

I don't think so.