A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're on the deck of a ferry in The Reservoir of Logistic.
A large, white scow pulls into the reservoir and the sound of a ticking clock comes from afar.

You're in a wardrobe in The Museum of Ukulele.
Loosely scattered shields are floating around and the entire area is covered in shadow.

You're in Gorge of Football.
The sound of a ringing phone comes from nearby and collections of little, luminous puce crystals are growing everywhere.

You're in The Abyss of Economy.
A half buried pile of metal bricks is nearby and nearby onyx pillars are arranged in a square.

You're in The Mountains of Aunts.
A dilute, chartreuse fog blankets the area and ruined soapstone bricks poke out through the ground.

You're in The Swamps of the Breakfasts.
A lone tree with yellow luminescent leaves grows nearby and many breakfasts are scattered about.

You're outside a pub in The Estates of Banking.
Heavy snow falls with a high wind and loosely scattered bankings are floating around.

You're in The Bog of Gazelle.
Tiny piles of gazelles are scattered about and a rain of ash falls from above.

You're outside a mechanic in The Park of the Wit.
Various market stalls sprawl across the park and collections of large, luminous aqua crystals are growing everywhere.

You're in The Network of the Porcelains.
Everything has an aqua tint to it and tiny piles of clean chairs are scattered about.

You're in a throne room in The Risers Station.
The entire area is covered in shadow and many towels are scattered about.

You're on a carrier in The Gate of Premeditation.
There's a vast nothing in all directions and a huge starship warps out of the area.

You're in The Dream of Thunderstorm.
A low rumbling noise comes from nearby and large piles of gray coloured cubes are scattered about.

You're in Spaces of Levels.
A dense, fuchsia fog blankets the area and reality repeatably folds and unfolds upon itself.

You're in a parlour in Fortress of Crumbs.
An irregular burst of wind blows through the area and big stacks of crumbs are scattered about.

You're in Drive of the Chests.
Loosely scattered towels are floating in place and toruses of compressed data bounce around.

You're in The Net of the Infrastructure.
Big piles of infrastructures are scattered about and an electronic hum comes from below.

You're in an office in Fortress of the Subset.
A baroque, tan elevator waits in a wall and collections of large, burgundy crystals are growing everywhere.

You're in The Realm of the Baseball.
A rain of bits fall from above and small stacks of towels are scattered about.

You're drifting in The Gate of the Husbands.
An immense Dyson sphere is nearby and a big space station warps out of the area.