The Same Kind of People

The cars rumbled down the road. By the street, two strange men looked at each other through a distance of 10 steps. An auntie walked by and glanced at the two of them. She hurried away from fear of her own safety. These two cut a strange figure, one was in dirty clothes, like he had just rolled in the mud; and the other needed a good shaving, his expression was that of a madman. 'Is this going to escalate into a fight?' The auntie moved quickly away.

"I am right…" The bearded man said excitedly, "Those are not illusions, I did not suffer from PTSD…"

Gu Jun's face was void of emotion but his heart rippled with excitement. The man's rambling made perfect sense to him. However, he maintained maximum caution. This man could be another disguise taken by the witch. 

"Who are you?" He asked, "Where have you seen me before?"