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dust. I touch my nose bridge, feeling a small bruise, but I’m a tough teen. I frown with confusion at the yellow dancing dust then extend my hands, slowly poking around the yellow dust. My hand hits a solid object, when I gasp with shock. “There’s something here, Rincon.”
    He blinks his eyelids then studies the yellow dancing dust, the ragweed, and then Ketona. “Naw, you must’ve hit your face into blossomed yellow pod of the ragweed plant. The pod has some prickly thorns around the…”
    “Naw,” I stomp closer to the hidden object, slowly outlining it with my hands. I gasp, shifting my body up and down. “This is a barrier wall. I can stretch my hands over my head and towards the sky, without feeling an edge. If I shift my hands down towards the soil, then I touch the soil, still feeling a solid object.” I remove my hands covered in yellow pollen, nodding and smiling at Rincon.
    He drops his mouth then rubs the yellow dancing dust with both hands. “Yes, I can feel a solid smooth object,” he removes his hands, back stepping from the yellow dancing dust. He stands on top of the last stone inlay, narrowing his eyelids. “Amazing, I can’t see the wall barrier. It’s like it is covered…disguised from eyeball view. I wonder, why.”
    I giggle, back stepping and standing next to him. I touch the ragweed. “It is not covered, on purpose. There are at least six rows of tall ragweed plants. Each plant produces yellow pollen. The yellow pollen is covering the yellow barrier wall.” I gasp with the new knowledge. This is the yellow barrier wall, glowing from the yellow color tone. Java and Hatch are both still playing inside the yellow color tone.
    Rincon nods and studies the black flowers, then the brown flowers. “Ya know, in the far horizon over there, I see red dancing dust. Like you, I thought it was an angry sky of bad weather. But, I do believe that is the red color tone, where we just exited.”
    I gasp then swing to the red dancing dust. I narrow my eyelashes, studying the red powder. “Why do think that, Rincon? All I see is a high batch of red dust from something…”
    He squats then gathers the dried dead brown flowers and leaves from the trees. He crunches them into small pieces then tosses the pieces into the yellow pollen. He says. “See this. The brown particles mix with the yellow pollen, turning into a red dancing dust, the red color tone.”
    I gasp. “A brilliant deduction, sir,” smiling and nodding.
    He dashes to the corner of the yellow and red dust, studying the red whirling dust. He views the sky then the ground, wiping away the red colored particles. “This is a corner connection between the barriers with the electromagnetic wall. I bet we can see the red color tone, here, too.”
    I frown with confusion, marching to his side. “So!? No one’s in there. Everyone passed into the green color tone.”
    He nods. “I think not. There were sixty teens that advanced with us into the red color tone. Well, some teen stayed within the red color tone, since they failed the more difficult academic questions, while electing to answer the silly first question. Ya gotta admit the last two questions were extremely difficult.” He leans into the red barrier wall, cupping his hands over his eyelids for a better view. “Yes, there’re teens still trapped inside the red color tone, from only answering one or two of the academic questions. Remember, if you answer one question, correctly, then you stay in the same color tone. If you answer three questions, correctly, then you advance into the new color tone. And, if you answer two questions, incorrectly, then you drop back into the previous color tone.”
    I exhale, wiping the red dust, gasping. “I see volcanoes, not teens. What happened to the white limestone cliff tabletop, the pretty white sands, the yellow sunshine, and the blue ocean? This cannot be the red barrier wall. I see big and ugly nasty volcanoes. They’re erupting and