"How are you going to survive in a city filled with ghosts and spooky tales?" the elderly instructor stood in the center of the conference room, with a projection of the East District map behind him.
"Fight! Charge forward fearlessly!" Yong clenched his fists, his response garnering agreement from the other rookie investigators.
"It's about abiding by the rules!" The seasoned instructor slammed a thick book of rules onto Yong's desk, "I'm giving you three hours. Each one of you must memorize all the spooky tale rules!"
"So many?" Yong's face showed bitterness, "I've never memorized this much stuff even when I was in school."
"Stand up!" the instructor glared sternly at Yong, "Every rule you see has been paid for with the lives of other investigators! You can survive by memorizing the rules because someone has given up their life to discover these rules for you!"
The thick rulebook was, in reality, stained with the blood of investigators.
