The Spire of Knowledge! Or at least that's what any Cookie who didn't visit would call it that.

It started out normal. Portraits of The Fount of Knowledge, the occasional cream sheep, and shelves of books all over, with a few stray books tainted with lies laying around on the floors..

BEHOLD!!! THE SPIRE OF DECEIT!!

The floors begin to shake. The walls tremble as everything changes. Checkered floors change into grass, dulled by the dark sky. Some portraits tilt, others fall on the ground, shattering before your eyes, the pillars holding up whatever was left of The Spire.

As you venture deeper, the past portraits of "A Fount of Knowledge" were now sprayed over or broken by shattering on the floor. The higher you go, the Spire's floors now morphing into checkered floors. The clock was ticking backwards, its chimes random, despite looking brand new, it seemed broken. the cream sheep and cream wolves in sheep's clothing running around, jumping into the- Is that a snake?? The snake's mouth was agape, seemingly never growing full of the cream sheep and wolves. Almost everything here was of Shadow Milk Cookie's colour theme, and the black sky with various blue eyes makes everything much more eerie.

Let's hope that no one notices you, but it seems too late for that.