<strong>Name:</strong>Tyler James “T.J.” Matautia<br/><strong>Location: </strong><br/><strong>Time:</strong>Late evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><br/><br/>...Sleep was overrated anyway, right?<br/><br/><br/>It was evening when he finally started to prepare. It wasn’t like he had this long, complicated ritual. He took a shower, got dressed and left. The air was brisk this late in the evening as he slipped on his jacket outside and walked to his car. He drove to the hospital, glancing down at the time upon the dashboard. He arrived there at about 19:30. Parking his black vehicle a bit further away, he took a moment to sit back in the seat and look around, taking in his surroundings.<br/><br/><br/>Tyler’s thumb slipped against the scar of the marking upon his hand. The symbol of the pumpkin had made him laugh at first. He thought of the Peanuts gang, of Linus and the Great Pumpkin. It was a cute image, a child mistaking Halloween for Christmas. Then he thought of what, exactly, was the thing that had gave him the coin and its true significance. The creature wearing a woman’s skin was a monster, a true and real monster. TJ had seen some of those creatures before. Horrors masquerading as humans, twisting and defiling all that is good and pure and sacred. Snatching up the innocent in the middle of the night, leaving vomited half-skeletal corpses that were still, somehow, wearing a death mask of absolute terror and pain. People vanishing without a trace, entire families left in perpetual mourning. His first instinct had been to simply Change and rip and tear into the woman at the bar. But she had offered them… What, precisely? Some vague job offer to do good? Or was she only pointing her enemies at her master’s foes? The enemy of my enemy is my friend, after all…<br/><br/><br/>Blinking up from his reverie, the man looked at the time and took a breath. He looked at the hospital and steeled himself for the evening to come. They were going headfirst into what would be a very delicate situation. These were children. Sick children. They were all prime targets for the Monsters. But there were so many of them… Would they be able to cover all the entrances and exits? That’s quite hard to do when facing foes that can melt through solid surfaces and use mirrors as openings to other places. The military man knew it was going to be a hard fight. The animal was looking forward to tearing open the throats of its enemies, stand atop their broken bodies and howl at the moon in victory.<br/><br/><br/>He got out of his car, walking towards the entrance. He nodded a hello to those that were outside, finishing up a smoke break. Letting the two large sliding doors grant him entrance, TJ looked around the lobby to see his new teammates.