In the room of snow,

Snow fell when I spoke.

In the room of fog,

Whatever  entered never came out.

In the room of mosquitoes,

I was bitten into action.

In the room of clouds,

You will come out all fluffy.

In the room of paints,

I came out like a colourful wall.

In the room of nothing,

A light shone brightly.

In the room of children,

It was unusually quiet.