“Who - who are you?” The woman inside with slightly swollen eyes was startled, and a young boy inside tried to rush forward but was held back by her mother.

“Hi! You must be the wife of my cousin! What’s your name?” Gloria held up a piece of paper: “How are you? And where is cousin Ling Li?”

“We are from a South Eastern Temple, we are investigating the killing of your husband. Will you talk to us?” The piece of paper read. The woman inside shivered for a brief moment, then shook her head.

“Please, we really want to talk.” Gloria whispered, while Gyuu Park was laying down something hidden inside his plastic bag - a small cloth pouch of talismans: “We’re trying to look into this incident. I think you know very well, that his - his situation was nothing like they said. And we want to help.”

“I - ” The woman hesitated, her eyes shifting between Gloria, Gyuu Park, Sue and the young boy standing beside her.

Gyuu Park raised another piece of paper that read: “Are they listening?”

“No.” The woman shook her head, then said to the young boy: “Go to your room. Don’t make a sound.”

“What happened?” Sensing there was a change in the woman’s attitude, Sue could not help but ask. “Are they - are they threatening you?”

“Take - take a seat , please - ” The woman pointed at the sofa in the room, then she proceeded to the kitchen and raised her voice so that the men outside the door could hear her: “Thank you for coming, but - let me just make some tea.”

When the woman came back from the kitchen, instead of tea, she brought over a small pile of paper, and an old picture, with some folding marks and a bit of stain.

“I - I don’t know who to talk to.” The woman’s eyes grew red as tears fell out as she spoke: “I just need help. This - this is a picture of my Ling. ”

Gyuu Park accepted the pile of paper and the picture with two hands. The picture was of a young-looking man in a uniform. Similar style to those in the case file pictures from PCPD, but also newer and had a worker’s serial number on his chest that they did not see before.

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“Mrs. Li, do you know if your husband has ever changed his worker’s serial number?” Gyuu Park asked.

“I - I don’t know. But I don’t think so.” Mrs. Li shook her head while wiping her nose: “He’s been working there for over a decade. He’s always a hard worker. I mean - he took that night shift because he wanted to send our kid to a better school… I don’t know why this is happening. And this goddamned company is not saying anything, they’re just walking all over us, ignoring our questions and sending us checks to shut us up. I mean - I really wish someone could do something…”

“They haven’t told you anything?” Sue asked, frowning.

“No - they uh - ” Mrs. Li shook her head: “And they sent people to watch us. I don’t know what to do now. The police sent some detectives, but they seemed to know as little as we did. For gods’ sakes we haven’t even seen him, and we’re being told he was getting cremated. I - I can’t …” She buried her head in her arms and weeped with a heartbreakingly suppressed voice. Gloria looked back to the direction of the room where the boy was sent. She did not see him there.

“They’re sending you money?” Gyuu Park asked.

Mrs. Li nodded with her head still buried, and did not say a word.

“Wait - here.” Gloria picked out a small note: “This is the address to the Fragrant Chrysanthemum Temple. Why did he have this address? Do you need something there?”

“Oh, that.” Mrs. Li raised her head after a moment of silent weeping: “He - he said something about how the workplace is getting creepier and creepier. But I just - I don’t know. But - but - I think this is not an accident. It’s got to be something else - they told us nothing, but I’ve been online, I’ve heard the rumors - ”

“Did he tell you something else? About what are becoming creepy?” Gyuu Park asked.

“No - not really.” Mrs. Li shook her head: “I - I was worried, and it was a stressful time for both of us, so we didn’t really get into it… Oh god - if I could’ve talked him out of it…”

Mrs. Li started to weep again, but soon she looked up at Gyuu Park, Gloria and Sue: “Did - did you know how he died? Who killed him?”

“We don’t know yet. And we are actually trying to find out.” Sue sighed.

“And - and we have reason to believe it was not the doings of humans. It’s definitely something paranormal.” Gyuu Park seemed to be having a bit of trouble choosing the right words: “And we are afraid - that more than those in that reparations team are in danger. We think more people could be facing similar dangers. We’re not sure how it will play out, but - ”

“Just tell me. I - I lost him, but - ” Mrs. Li took a deep breath: “But I still need to protect my son.”

Gyuu Park looked at Gloria, Gloria hesitated, then she proceeded to ask: “Can you tell me some more about your situation - what they told you. What’d they tell you to do?”

“They - uh, they just told me there was an unfortunate incident at the substation. ” Mrs. Li sniffled and then answered: “And they wouldn’t let me check on the body. They sent those two to watch me and my son. They have people deliver food items to my house. If I go anywhere, they have people watching me as well… I couldn’t even get close to that place! And they are not letting me into the company as well - I tried - and then they threatened me, saying if I disturb them some more they will cut the paychecks and I won’t be able to keep this house … I - I just don’t know what to do…”

“Alright! You need to leave!” Just this moment, one of the men outside started banging on the door: “Give the mourning family some time and room! You shouldn’t bother her!”

“Just - can you let me know what happened?”

“... alright.” Gloria confirmed with Sue and Gyuu Park: “I - I was there the day it happened. I was nearby - and there was a Blood Rainbow in the sky at the time. And I - I don’t know if you believe this, but I saw spirits - vengeful, angry and homicidal ones.”