A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're outside a carwash in The Salons Market.
Loosely scattered silver coloured gems are floating in place and heavy hail falls with a gust.

You're in a lunchroom in Bunker of Ratings.
Thick blobs of indigo slime are scattered about and a low rumbling noise comes from below.

You're in Gels Pits.
A thin shaft of indigo coloured light pokes through a hole above and a soft, violet fog blankets the area.

You're in a breakroom in The Generator Castle.
The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and a tiny, pristine, copper table with chairs sits in the centre of the room.

You're outside a train station in The Vase Port.
Chiptune music echoes from everywhere and heavy blobs of pink slime are scattered about.

You're outside a pawn shop in Piazza of Subconscious.
Heavy snow falls with a light breeze and a large, wooden frog statue on a pedestal is nearby.

You're in The Mines of the Discipline.
A soft umber light illuminates the area and a large pile of rubble blocks the way ahead.

You're in The Pits of Calls.
The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and a little pile of rubble blocks the way ahead.

You're on a pier in The Saviours Reservoir.
Huge stacks of saviours are scattered about and a heavy, navy fog blankets the area.

You're in The Mire of the Raises.
Loosely scattered bottles are floating in place and nearby freezing water gently flows with a burble.

You're outside a shopping mall in The Exchange of Carbohydrate.
Little stacks of boxes are scattered about and light snow falls with a periodic wind.

You're in The Character Pit.
Loosely scattered characters are floating in place and a tiny pile of rubble blocks the way ahead.

You're in The Room of the Hordes.
Huge stacks of hordes are scattered about and big, copper spheres are arranged in a nonagon.

You're in The Miscommunications Mine.
A heavy, immaculate door is set into a nearby wall and loosely scattered batteries are floating around.

You're floating in The Space of Robot.
A tiny, periwinkle planet is nearby and a little starship warps into the area.

You're drifting in The Ring of the Rents.
There's a vast nothing in all directions and a tiny spacebase warps out of the area.

You're in The Savanna of the Repayments.
House music echoes from above and loosely scattered repayments are floating around.

You're on an asteroid base in The Asteroids of Dryers.
Navy stars glitter far off in space and multitudes of ships busily warp in and out of the area.

You're in The Stroke Dreams.
Loosely scattered monitors are floating around and everything has a green tint to it.

You're in The Zone of Parachute.
Eggs of compressed data float around and an electronic hum comes from above.