As I spent a few hours (2, to be exact) filling information, I had gotten unlucky a few times, but once, on House #3 on the left, I met Truthseeker. Remember, the NightWing the voice had mentioned in my first letter? Look, even you aren't convinced, just know you're wrong. Go look at my letter again (if you even can). Anyways, when I met Truthseeker, here's how it went (notice: I did not know it was him): 

"I knocked on the door, inspecting it. It was made of metal, strangely, and had a lava-ish glowing look to it, as if it hadn't been made completely. I had been sure this might've been a NightWing's home, I knew NightWings had lived in the volcano, so that could explain the metal door. I knocked again. I heard scuffling, as though someone was shuffling papers and shoving them somewhere, perhaps to hide them. Then I heard a voice. "Who's there?" a half-grumpy voice asked. The door opened, a NightWing standing in the corridor. He reminded me of black toucans (or perhaps a phoenix). He had a dark purple-green underbelly, with very dark, nearly black, wings with star-shaped patterns. He looked nervous and as if caught doing something wrong. I decided to start the conversation. "I'm Petal, the new resident here." I introduced myself. The NightWing had been inspecting me, and looked curious. "Are you a hybrid?" he asked with curiosity and a little awe. "Yeah, I'm a LeafWing-RainWing. Mostly LeafWing. Who are you?" I asked. The NightWing frowned a bit, as though remembering something. "I'm Truthseeker -" he started, but my eyes widened at the mention of his name. I scrambled to my letter, double checking, before saying out loud, "The Voice told me you would greet me." Truthseeker, as it turned out, knew about the voice. He jumped, being surprised, and closed the door. "Come in."  "Why should I? What makes you different than the other NightWings?" I asked, fully aware of his ironic name. He chuckled slightly, before saying, "You said so yourself, Lightshedder told you that I'd welcome you. I I also got a letter saying that a hybrid would be coming here, and that it would....do something if I didn't follow instructions." he didn't look pleasant. "The voice is called "Lightshedder? And how do you know it?" I asked, unsure about this NightWing. Looks like it was his least favorite topic, because he frowned and didn't say anything. "You can go, if you want." he said, a bit grumpily. I left.

And that's how I'm here at home. Home. Possibility. But it didn't feel like home yet. It felt strange, a little unnecessary, and just plain wrong. You know what, maybe I should see him again. Or ask the voice. I mean Lightshedder. What kind of name is that (it sounds like a NightWing name)? I just decide to mentally ask the voice. "Are you actually called Lightshedder?" I mentally ask. I heard an instant reply. "Yes. But I'm called that for a reason. It's not my true name." I doubted that, so I went to Truthseeker's door. But instead, a bright blue portal appeared, and pulled me into it.

"This is what you get for doubting me."