The Netflix representatives arrived in Dumaguete looking slightly overwhelmed.
"This is... more than we expected," the producer admitted, watching a kapre casually lift a jeepney so a duwende could retrieve something underneath.
"Welcome to Dumaguete." Glad smiled. "Shall we start the tour?"
They visited the community center, the Anino Garden, The Bleeding Bean. They met creatures of every description, heard stories of hiding and coming out, witnessed the daily miracle of coexistence.
"This is incredible," the director said, filming everything. "We had no idea—"
"Most humans don't. That's why we need documentaries."
By the end of the day, the deal was signed.
"The Manananggal Who Went Viral: A Supernatural Story" would premiere in six months.
"That's not much time," Kim noted.
"Then we'd better get started."
The documentary team embedded in Dumaguete, filming everything—council meetings, community events, Glad's daily life. They interviewed everyone from Mang Berting to Tita Hanya to the smallest duwende.
And through it all, Glad remained herself.
Awkward. Genuine. Occasionally bad at technology.
"She's perfect for television," the director confided to Ariel. "She doesn't perform. She just IS."
"That's why people love her."
"Exactly."
As filming wrapped each day, Glad retreated to Anino's garden, sitting by the statue, processing everything.
"Dad," she whispered, "I'm making a documentary. About my life. About all of us. Can you believe it?"
A warm breeze.
"I wish you were here to see it."
The breeze lingered.
He was.