3.

The PTC is mostly scientists.

I can't say I fit in well.

I've always been far more at home with the physical things.

But I find my own place here.

Everyone needs hired muscle every once in a while.

Even overly moral slightly bitchy hired muscle.

In the short time I've been here I have fired one experimental weapon or another at the Slender Man about twelve times.

So far none of it has worked.

To be honest, part of me hopes it won't.

Our failure is the only reason he's not paying attention.

2.

I feel like I should explain things.

But there's little to explain.

There are things out there that defy explanation.

Dangerous things.

The PTC is an organization designed to supress and destroy such things.

From what I can tell, their methods are often morally grey at best.

But that was a while ago.

I wouldn't be a part of anything that I had any reason to believe would hurt people.

And despite the history, I know my squad.

We've all killed at least once.

We've also all vowed to never do it again.

1.

I'm not big on words.

Or feelings.

Or sharing.

Certainly no sharing.

But I have to put thoughts somewhere. Also there seems to be a community here.

Networking is always useful.

You can call me Banshee.

I work for the PTC, whose mission statement is a bit bizarre.

But it comes down to doing some good.

And that works for me.