It somehow makes sense now. I thought as I continued my descent on the staircase, staring at the colored white walls that had returned back to normal.
"Red overtaking the whole walls for a second made me think I was incorrect… Thank God it was accepted as a correct answer."
I sighed out as I took notice of the giant splotches of red hiding under the surface of the white canvas, only green, purple, black, and beige still standing upon them.
I take it I have to answer four more questions.
"Miss Seer? Are you there?" I asked out loud, confused that I wasn't hearing anything from her even though my answer was correct.
Piiiii!
A screeching echo spread out through the vicinity of the circular staircase.
"Kgha!" I held my ears, recalling this similar sound.
It was similar to the echoing of a microphone.
erm, please dont judge me about the prophecising poem or whatever.. i'm not good at making rhymes. Enjoy and support please!