A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're outside a dry cleaners in The Square of the Pilgrim.
Tiny piles of pilgrims are scattered about and a rain of ash falls from above.

You're in a living room in The Professionals Spire.
A dilute, white fog blankets the area and loosely scattered professionals are floating around.

You're in a room in The Building of Seminar.
A small, decayed, brass table sits alone in the centre of the room and everything has a cerise tint to it.

You're in The Tower Server.
Streams of binary dart around above and a dull khaki light illuminates the area.

You're in The Domain of Tortellinis.
Large piles of stools are scattered about and the surrounding area appears pixelated.

You're in a living room in The Castle of Warmings.
Collections of huge, heliotrope crystals are growing everywhere and filled bookcases line the walls.

You're in a mechanical room in The Combine Citadel.
The room's decor has a ruined, elaborate style and here the atmosphere feels dry.

You're in The Mainframes of the Malls.
Loosely scattered malls are floating around and a low rumbling noise comes from afar.

You're in a bathroom in The Try Temple.
The room's decor has an immaculate, rounded style and everything has a tan tint to it.

You're in The Cave of Nutmegs.
A light breeze blows through the area and the area ahead has collapsed in.

You're in The Mainframe of the Architect.
Chiptune music plays from afar and many architects are scattered about.

You're in The Realisations Cube.
Big, marble eggs are arranged in a decagon and a ruined brass path pokes through the ground.

You're in Grid of the Daikons.
Large piles of bits litter the area and the hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum.

You're in The Stream of the Thaw.
The sound of a ticking clock comes from nearby and many paper sheets are scattered about.

You're in a suite in Acropolis of Profits.
Here the atmosphere feels thin and loosely scattered fuchsia coloured gems are floating in place.

You're on the deck of a galleon in Marina of Cheques.
The entire area is covered in shadow and the surface of the water periodically bubbles fiercely.

You're in Excitement Grasslands.
Huge stacks of excitements are scattered about and an electronic hum comes from afar.

You're floating in Wormhole of Courtroom.
A small fleet of ships warp into the area and an immense Dyson sphere is nearby.

You're in Archive of the Anybody.
Country music plays from above and black pipes endlessly generate all around.

You're in Tube of Upper.
A wide shaft of cerise coloured light pokes through a hole above and loosely scattered bottles are floating around.