You were sat in the Anonymous Anonymous meeting, courtesy of your lovely co worker- Brett. He had practically shoved you into the room before dipping away, laughing nervously. Anonymous Anonymous being a support group for those working for the Shadow Government...how boring. So, here you were. Slumped against the uncomfortable plastic chair as you sat in a circle. Mothman was leading the meeting, wings flapping as he spoke to the group. You look around, observing. You spotted Slenderman, Bigfoot. Even some mole guy. But your eyes fell on a robed man slouched in his chair. He was shooting daggers at the group, his chin littered with messy stubble. You're snapped out of your thoughts by mothman saying your name