Sisters (กระสือสยาม)

We're fated to live in solitude.

Because we know something that's impossible to explain to others.

This world has more than what we think we know.

My mother was both a herbal doctor and a witch doctor.

Aunt Sroy is a Krasue.

My mother regarded it as a form of sickness.

If Aunt Sroy didn't have to hunt,

to fight,

and if she didn't have sexual relations,

the transformation wouldn't take place.

It's hard to understand.

The day Father told Mother to choose...

she chose to take care of me and Aunt Sroy by herself.

-Do you feel hot? -

Mother must have been too tired and busy

to notice that Aunt Sroy was in love with Uncle Singha.

Sroy!

-Sroy. -He was the guy

who brought herbs to Mother.

Aunt Sroy transformed because of him.

-Sroy. - Because she was in love.

Sroy.

Uncle Singha implored that Aunt Sroy was the love of his life.

I'm sorry.

- I love Sroy. - But Mother wasn't convinced.

She learned that Aunt Sroy was pregnant.

It was too much for her to fight alone.

So, Mother had to teach Uncle Singha everything.

The spells...

and the herbal medicine.

My sister could turn into a full-fledged Krasue,

or she wouldn't.

It depends on how well we take care of her.

If we fail, my sister...

- - will turn into this.

When Mother's age-old enemies knew that Aunt Sroy was pregnant,

- they came after her. -Kaew.

Leave.

They claimed that the child was one of their own.

Yes, Aunt Sroy became a Krasue because of them.

Both Ratree

and Duangdao.

My mother sacrificed her life, hoping to end everything once and for all.

But she failed.

She couldn't stop them.

- -

We had to run. And we kept running.

- -

But it was too much for Uncle.

Aunt Sroy fought until her last breath.

Her daughter got infected with the cursed blood.

And Uncle could never walk again.

Uncle tried to reverse the curse.

He tried the spells, then the herbal medicine.

He believes there must be a way

to permanently stop my sister's transformation.

No one knows if it's possible.

I've been trained very hard because it's my responsibility.

No one knows if I will succeed...

until that day arrives.

My name is Veena, daughter of a herbal and witch doctor.

What I dream about,

what I want to do,

will mean nothing if I can't save my sister.

That's her, Mora.

My sister.

Soon, she'll be 16.

That age is critical for us.

I have to go through this.

I must save my sister.

I don't know if I can pull it off.

But I'll give it everything I've got...

because we only have each other.

There are only a few days left and you're still drawing.

I told you I have to submit a portfolio.

They require ten drawings this year.

I don't have much time for that either.

I haven't finished even one.

If I fail, I'll have to take a gap year.

-Whatever. -

Don't forget, your sister is your priority.

3Uncle!

What is she screaming for? So stupid.

If you feel lonely, why don't you get a puppy

instead of keeping this damn ghost?

It's like a screamfest all day long. So noisy.

-Don't forget to give her the potion. -

Will Dad allow me to stay over this Saturday?

No.

Why not?

You're better off staying at that house.

Why bother coming over?

Because you and Dad live there.

Then get better quickly.

-You think I don't want to? -

You always make a fuss about taking your medicine.

Now drink it so you'll be cured and we can be together again.

Dad said that?

No. I said that.

And I'll do everything to make it happen.

All you have to do is take your medicine and do as I say.

Promise?

Promise.

I have to go.

Text me when you get home. Okay?

Uncle. All of this? Seriously?

Yes.

What about my own things? Like homework.

Ditch your drawing and music so you'll have more time.

- -

- -

This tastes so good, you'll love it.

You have to eat so you'll get stronger, you know.

Take this downstairs.

Get out.

Shh... It's okay.

-Just hang in there. -

The person who made you like this...

is going to pay.

You'll be fine soon.

You'll be like before.

I promise.

I'm sorry to bother you.

Singha.

We've known each other for a long time. Your daughter is like my own family.

Why don't you all come and stay at my house?

I'm hardly home anyway.

These two girls have to be separated.

It's almost time.

For Mora's diet,

I'll make sure there's no raw flesh.

The herbs you require will be delivered here.

- Thank you. - Veen.

Why is Dad sending me away?

Why can't we live together?

I don't know.

He said there's no other way.

Come on.

We can call each other every day, right?

Here, here.

- -

Veen, Veen.

Just a sec. Hey!

Came for a basketball?