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Carolyn stands for her arrest photo, looking bored with the flash burst at her face. She is then taken to an interrogation room. There is nothing but silent and dim light from the sunset passing through the window. She sits still, staring blankly at the table in front of her. The gold heart-shaped locket around her neck reflects softly against a glass of water as she lowers her face. As she hears the investigator announce the start time of the recording, she raises her head, showing her face and upper body covered in scars.
She testifies that she is home at the time of the murder, with a clear reluctance in her voice. The image of herself putting on makeup in the middle of the night flashes through her mind. Bright red lipstick is put on her beautiful lips, matching her long red dress. The investigation continues until Carolyn hesitates slightly to explain her relationship with the victim. Her voice is no longer as cold as before. Also, her expression shows that she is talking about something she has been trying to run away from. She says that the victim barely knows her, but she knows the victim so well.
Memories surge over her like a storm, ready to sweep everything away. After finishing her makeup, her body adorned with countless jewels around her neck and ears, she combs her long brown hair in the bathroom. The more she combs, the more hair falls out, forcing her to put on a wig. Whether it is a wine she drank or the illness she is suffering from, she feels nauseated.
Not long after, the owner of bright red high heels walks out of the bathroom, with a body covered with luxurious accessories. Nothing in her looks like a person who vomits. Only she knows that inside her is screaming for help. She stumbles and knocks down a wine glass, shattering it into pieces. Carolyn slowly picks up those glasses, then blows out the red candle on the table. A candle wax drips down the candlestick like a red tear, and the whole room is covered with bright red color. The sharp edges of the broken glass cause blood from her hands to drip on the floor, but she clenches it tight as if holding hands with death.
The investigator’s voice pulls her out of her thoughts. She is asked to describe the victim. She slowly lifts her face to answer the question. The words come out clearly at first, but the more she speaks, the more trembling and uncontrollable her voice becomes. After she finishes speaking, the investigator realizes that Carolyn is the one who killed the victim. However, Carolyn looks confused before slowly realizing what she has done. “She was already dead,” she answers, her voice full of pain and bitterness.
Her mind flashes back to the moment when she is clenching the broken piece of glass and slowly raises her hand. The fresh blood slowly runs down her arm. She answers the investigator, “The world stabbed her. It hurt more than I did”. In Carolyn’s mind, she is stabbing a woman violently. The victim, who is a woman in a white dress with long brown hair, is covered in blood and wounded with long, deep cut scars on the left cheek and on the right chest. If anything, valuable remains, it is the gold heart-shaped locket around the neck of a pitiful body lying still.
She is everything the victim ever wanted, Carolyn says, looking the investigator in the eyes. “Do you miss her?” It is an ironic question. For her, the longing and attachment feelings never fade away. It only grows stronger every time she kills. But she can never be that person anymore. No one knows how many times she has to kill herself just to survive in this distorted world. “Then who are you now, Carolyn?” This simple question is asked by the person in front of her. Though it is hard to believe, for someone who has come so far, that she is too afraid to turn back, it is a confusion like the entire world she built is gone. The only question unanswered is who she really is, if a body remains but not a soul inside.
Directed by Kulrisa Puangpairoj (Thailand)