Grace : “At first I couldn’t understand what the pillows where doing in my hands and why you didn’t move, but then I knew, it had happened, I killed my children. I got the rifle, I put it to my forehead and I pulled the trigger, nothing, and I heard your laughter in the bedroom, you were playing with the pillows as if nothing had happened, and I thought the Lord and his great mercy was giving me another chance, tell them, don’t give up, be strong, be a good mother but now, but now what does this all mean? Where are we?”

–Alejandro Amenábar, The Others

Jess has always been a ghost. She couldn’t remember ever being alive. But given that she appeared to be a teenager and didn’t seem to be aging, she imagined she must have been alive at some point. The local gardens are her favorite places to be. Sometimes she imagines that her life took place there. It was her place of comfort when she was in pain. But when she sees a man that makes her feel inexplicable fear, she knows there was more to her life than she could remember. She started following the man, reading things over his shoulder, searching for any clue that she knew him in life. Everything changed when she saw what was in his basement.