I do not have a name. In the realm of the entity I was known as the Executioner. In the realm of Silent Hill I was known as the Pyramid Head. In the realm of James Sunderland I was known as James Sunderland. I do not have a name. And I do not see the logical purpose in one. Or in this interview. But the name “James Sunderland” means “A Divided Individual That Takes What Isn’t Theirs.” This appraisal may benefit James Sunderland. But I am and am not James Sunderland. I am not a divided individual. My goals are set in stone. To punish. To rectify. To execute. You humans must confront your guilt or else it will destroy you. I will destroy you. There is nothing emotional about it. It is simply what I do. 

Ha...hahaha….FuAHAHAHAAAA!! I just find you mortals so utterly pathetic. To be this stirred by an assumption. As if it matters. As if there is any need to make recompense for such a minor offense. As if there is a punishment that awaits you if  you do not. Even after exiting the entity’s realm...you are still afflicted to find this retribution. I find it amusing because it is a wholly fruitless search.

According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway. Because bees don't care what humans think is impossible.