The Devil’s Flower

Polina is haunted by a vivid dream where a living flower blooms on the doors of an ancient castle, beckoning her to step into a realm that feels both mesmerizing and dangerous. The vision threads through her nights, pulling her toward a place that seems to blur the line between imagination and threat. She awakes unsettled but compelled to seek answers about its meaning.

Polina enlists the help of her trusted friend, a local fortune teller, and they begin poring over the town's quiet archives for clues. Their search leads them toward an old book rumored to describe Polina's recurring visions. The effort creates a sense that the dream and waking life are connected, urging them onward.

In the dim stacks of the library, they steal an old book that seems to describe the very story Polina keeps seeing in her sleep. Curiously, some pages begin blank, hinting that the book itself is incomplete and reactive to her life. The act of taking the book syncs with the unfolding mystery and hints at a guide through fate.

As events unfold in real life, blank pages in the book gradually fill with scenes from Polina's dreams and her waking life. The manuscript feels like a living map, guiding or echoing her choices as danger nears. The boundary between reading and being read becomes increasingly thin.

The eerie fusion of dream and reality deepens, with both Polina's visions and real-world events influencing each other. She and others start noticing patterns that align with the book’s newly filled pages. The sense of control over her fate begins to slip as the unknown presses closer.

A dark horseman appears in Polina's dreams and emerges in her waking hours, seen in a forest and lingering on the edge of perception. The rider seems to beckon her toward the castle, binding the dream world to the real world. The tension between what she imagines and what she can touch grows ever more immediate.

Polina forms a tentative bond with Sasha, an engineer who listens to her dreams and tries to understand their meaning. They talk about the visions, sharing theories, and their closeness deepens beyond casual acquaintance. The relationship becomes a central thread amid the mounting mystery.

A disagreement with Sasha fractures their fragile trust, pushing Polina to wander the city by herself to seek clarity. The quiet streets, the library, and the looming castle become stages for her attempt to regain agency. The solitude sharpens her resolve to determine what to do next.

That night, the path chosen by fate—or perhaps the dream itself—leads Polina toward the man she has been seeing in her visions. She climbs into his car, leaving the familiar streets for a journey toward the castle. The trip marks a turning point as the dream begins to feel dangerously real.

At the castle, the man strips away her ordinary life and places her in a white dress, presenting her as though she were to be offered up on an altar. The scene is stark and ritualistic, contrasting with her earlier questions and hopes. The moment makes abundantly clear the peril looming over the dreamlike imagery.

Sasha, urged by the fortune teller, tracks Polina’s departure by taxi and follows the strange convoy to the castle. His arrival signals a second front in the struggle between protection and danger. The pursuit tightens the suspense of the night’s events.

Inside the castle, Sasha confronts the dark rider in a brutal clash. The fight culminates as the rider's eye is gouged and he is hurled onto gleaming stakes. The encounter drains Polina's courage but also tests Sasha’s resolve to save her.

Polina teeters on the edge of collapse as the danger peaks, but Sasha lunges forward to seize her and pull her back from the precipice. The moment fractures the boundary between fear and relief, underscoring the fragile line between dream and reality. The castle’s shadows recede as safety returns, at least for the moment.

Dust settles, and the living book keeps turning its pages in tandem with Polina's life. The blank spaces fill with memories and possible futures that may or may not come to pass, keeping the mystery alive. The castle remains a symbol of the unknown and the choices she must face.

The film closes on a taut, character-driven note about agency, resilience, and the perilous boundary between desire and doom. Viewers are invited to weigh the pull of imagination against the pull of danger as Polina confronts what she can control. The ending leaves open whether the dream is guiding her or echoing a fate she cannot escape.