Mr. White

How do I explain? This is a long story and whether or not you believe me is irrelevant. I'm not even sure I believe I this story myself. Whether or not I believe the story myself is also irrelevant. To begin I need to explain something. I am a part of a secret organization that's duties are, but not limited to: In this organization, it is my job to ensure no one finds out about its existence. You are probably now wondering why am I posting all this, then? Well, as time went on I felt the need to let the public know about the danger they are in. So, I asked my boss if I had permission to let the public know about our organization and the force we are trying to defeat. She gave me Permission to release certain information on the condition that it is released as a Creepypasta. So, unless I want to get fired, I can't tell you everything. I told you all I could about my organization. Now, it is time to give you the information we have on Mr. White. I will give you the information exactly as it was originally typed. Not all the agents wanted their code-name in a Creepypasta, So, they will be known as Anonymous.
 * 1) Combat the being known as Mr. White
 * 2) Protect innocents if possible
 * 3) Quell any rumors about the existence of the Illuminati
 * 4) Defeat the Illuminati if it is deemed not possible to beat Mr. White

Report 1 by Agent Quarantine:
 * After multiple tests I have am ready to record my findings. The being known as Mr. White consists of energy that seems to completely defy all scientific laws. It also seems that the energy Mr. White consists of randomly changes. For example, a strand of Mr. White's hair could, for no reason, turn into a beaver or a mouse. The reason I give this example is because of personal experience. I didn't even get to test the sample of hair Agent Kiklond gave me before it turned into a mouse and died. I had Agent Anonymous do an autopsy on the mouse. After only 2 minutes into the autopsy I heard screaming coming from the room that the autopsy was being done in. I ran in to see what was going on and saw everything being sucked into the stomach of the dead mouse. Agent Anonymous was trying his best to keep from being sucked in. I, unfortunately, was not as strong as he was. I was just inches away from the dead mouse's stomach. You may think I am crazy, but I saw what looked like a miniature black hole in the stomach of the dead mouse. After I saw this it disappeared along with the supposed mouse. I am glad it disappeared when it did for I may not be here today otherwise. I looked around the room and saw that the room was completely empty except for Agent Anonymous and I. I asked Agent Anonymous what happened. He said that he had just finished making the incision when that thing appeared in the mouse.