Surrounded by the group, Ms. Liu's face was filled with terror. She had been scared out of her wits and now saw danger everywhere.
"Who are you?" Teacher Liu kept backing away, her voice chilled with fear.
"I'm an auxiliary officer with the police station at the Dazhai Power Supply Office." The man took out his identification. He was young, in his twenties, and looked a little more handsome in his ID photo than in person.
"Fan Li?" Teacher Liu read the name on his ID and slowly calmed down. "Did you come because of my emergency call? No, that's not right! My call never went through! Who are you, really?"
"Easy, easy." Unable to stand Ms. Liu's screaming, Fan Li motioned for the others to step back so she would not feel cornered. "From your expression and the state you're in, it's clear you just went through something terrifying. We're here specifically to deal with incidents like that. You can call us Ghost Story Players."
Teacher Liu was utterly confused. The man before her should have been well past the age of indulging in fantasies. This business about Ghost Story Players sounded bizarre. "Are you something like extreme sports enthusiasts?"
"How should I put it? We've all experienced anomaly events, just like you. The only difference is that we had no one to help us and survived by sheer luck. With some experience in dealing with them, we decided to join forces and help more people survive." Fan Li was young, but perhaps because he often handled all sorts of situations at the police station, he seemed very dependable.
Seeing that Ms. Liu still did not believe him, Fan Li began introducing the others to dispel her doubts.
"This stylish lady with curly hair used to work as a