The wandering star nomad peeked around the corner and saw envelopes stacked up on the desk which were sealed. Each stack was towering and looked as if a sudden movement would send them falling down. Wander stood there, staring at the stacks of letters that remained on the grey desk. His eyes gleamed and his pupils grew substantial as the stacks got closer. His sneakers still made that faint squeaking noise against the black ground.
"Whoa.." Wander uttered aloud.
The orange spoon carefully walked to the other side of the desk, where there was a big empty chair. He managed to work his way up the chair and climb up onto it, planting himself in the seat. The curious nomad lifted his hat up so it wouldn't fall and gazed at the stacks of sealed envelopes which covered parts of the desk.
"Are these letters?" Wander thought to himself. "There are so many..."
Wander began to look at the smaller stacks of letters since it was easier for him. He flipped through each one which contained a handwritten name on the front: John, Brittney, Stacey, Dalton, Aaron, and the list went on.
After scavenging through a few more letters, Wander then decided to open one and see what was inside the sealed piece of paper. He tore the seal off and pulled out more pieces of paper which had handwriting on the back and front. They were letters. After reading a couple of lines, the orange creature decided to stop reading since it the letter wasn't directed to him but to God.
A few seconds later, a letter popped out of nowhere and landed perfectly on the top of one of the towers of messages. This one was colored oddly. The envelope was colored blue and the corners were a pink. Wander thought it looked familiar, almost to Sylvia's colors. Wander climbed up on top of the desk and tried to reach for the different colored message. His foot slipped due to stepping on one of the envelopes and he fell on his rump on the desk. The vibrations of the crash caused the letters to come tumbling down to the ground, falling on the desk and landing on the black floor. Wander regained himself and got back on his two feet, looking everywhere for the odd colored letter. It wasn't on the desk. It wasn't behind him. It was somewhere. He climbed off of the desk and walked around it, looking and saw it under the chair. The wheels on the chair made this weird rubbing sound as the chair was being pushed. Wander's little hand reached down and grabbed it, flipping it over to the correct side with the name on it. It read "Sylvia."
Wander pushed his pointer finger underneath the seal and opened it up, pulling out a letter which read:
Dear Wander,
I just want to write this to you and tell you goodbye. I have known you well and I have been proud of you ever since the very first day we met. We have had fun and exciting adventures together. Remember that one day where we both had fun at that carnival? You were begging us to get a funnel cake since it was something new to you. I remember you always gagged when I mentioned anything about Jellyfish Pie. I can see your face shriveling up right now as you read this.
I hope you have a wonderful life and live through the most daring and adventurous places without me. I know it will be hard for you to cope with my absence, but you will manage. I believe you can. Wander, I will always be your friend no matter what; if I'm alive or if I'm dead. Your Zbornak buddie will always be inside your heart and you know that. I will be watching over you until that final day comes and it's your time. Then, I will meet you in your mansion in front of a road made of gold.
Your Bestie,
Sylvia
Wander's eyes began to fill with tears that were made up of all of the emotion he unleashed from reading that touching and emotional letter. Stains began to form as the nomad reviewed the letter once more. He held it tight in his hands, not wanted to let the meaningful message go.
"Sylvia..."
As Wander continued to mourn over his best friend, a few more unexplained noises were heard. This caught the creature's attention and he lowered the letter down to his side. The same lights raced across the room and vanished before his very eyes. A tear fell from his cheek as he tilted his head, wondering why those lights keep appearing.
Suddenly, flashes of multiple visions flooded Wander's mind with such gruesome images of his best friend. Her body lay motionless on the charred ground, surrounded by a flattened landscape. Wander's pupils shrunk in size and tried hard to swallow and accept this. The images finally stopped and everything returned to black. Wander shook violently, the letter in his hand began to wrinkle. He felt cold and felt something go through him. If he had skin, goosebumps would develop. He turned around to face the desk again and with his own eyes, saw something sitting in the seat. The letters on the ground started to vibrate and rumble. The pieces of paper gained height, floating in place before rushing toward the desk to stack up once again. All of them except for the opened letter in Wander's hand. The nomad's eyes locked on the once moving stacked pile of letters. Then, that same chilling voice spoke again.
"Hello, Wander."