"Oh, you're the major!" The wallpaper said. "There's a letter. It's this way!"
Then utter silence.
A hopeful, waiting silence.
"Why aren't you going to the letter?"
Then. "Oh! That's what's wrong with your head! You have EYES in it! Here! This waaay!" And the voice was moving again. "This way, this way!" it said, down the hall.