An Unwelcome Discovery

The following footage was recovered from a mental institute somewhere in northeast France. Its whereabouts have been kept a secret.

The footage depicts a tall, powerfully built figure stalking around the institute, wearing a black fedora, as well as a black T-shirt and black flared jeans. The picture is a little grainy; but after a couple of hours, someone enters the institute and speaks with the receptionist.

At this time, the man in black produces a sword, seemingly out of nowhere, and cuts the man down on the spot. He attempts to murder the receptionist as well, but seems unable. It is as if his sword cannot cut their skin. After a few moments of this, he seems to grow agitated and thrusts his blade in the air, parallel to the ground, at about waist height, before turning it 90 degrees, as if unlocking an invisible door.

It is at this point that he does indeed step through an unseen portal and is gone. About two minutes later, police arrive on the scene.

The receptionist that was attacked gave the police a full recounting of the story. Redundant parts have been omitted.

I didn't even notice him, really, until the man walked up to my desk and asked to see "the Holder of something or other". I had no idea what he was talking about, but before I could say anything, the guy wearing black came into my vision and cut the guy from shoulder to hip, and I watched him fall to the ground, blood going everywhere. I lost sight of the poor guy as he fell down, the desk obscuring my view, but the black-hatted murderer screamed out something about the man not having any "objects" or something. He seemed especially angry about that.

I won't ever forget his voice. It's like someone who's obsessed with finishing a job but can't see to find the tool they need. It was cold and bitter. After that, he turned to me and cut at my face. When his sword hit me, though, I didn't feel anything, and he hacked at me again and again, screaming "Why the fuck won't you cut you sack o' shit! I've cut down tons of Seekers and you can't hurt one fucking girl!"

At some point, I managed to stab him in his arm with my letter opener, but I swear the wound closed up as fast as I pulled the blade out. No blood, nothing. He didn't even seem to notice. He told me to quit my job and work somewhere else, for the good of my soul or something.

Finally, he used his sword like a key, on thin air mind you, and stepped through the "door" I guess he'd unlocked, and then he was gone.

So was the man's body, although I'm positive that no one touched it after the black-hatted man cut him down.

A letter was found by the police and confiscated. Written on it in blood and in a font too precise for human hand it reads "Asshole, I Seek You."