A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're outside a motel in The Estate of the Embassy.
Loosely scattered immaculate crates are floating in place and boat traffic gently floats through canals of red coloured water.

You're drifting in The Neologisms Rings.
A huge planet with yellow coloured oceans is nearby and a huge fleet of ships warp out of the area.

You're outside a library in Airfield of the Cytoplasm.
Loosely scattered cans are floating around and a soft, mocha fog blankets the area.

You're in The Cadets Tubes.
The area ahead has collapsed in and the entire area is covered in shadow.

You're outside an amusement park in The Harbour of Bagel.
A huge, porcelain horse statue on a pedestal is nearby and a dense, hazel fog blankets the area.

You're in a workship in Spire of the Cleavages.
Pipes along the walls leak a tan coloured liquid and a pulsing carmine light periodically illuminates the area.

You're on an islet in The Calendar Bay.
The surface of the water periodically bubbles fiercely and patches of fresh, red paint are scattered about.

You're on a dreadnought in Hypes Field.
A little cargo ship warps out of the area and ivory stars glitter far off in space.

You're in The Designations Dream.
Reality here wobbles slightly and a thick, viridian fog blankets the area.

You're in The Hotels Tube.
Patches of fresh, carmine paint are scattered about and the sound of machinery comes from above.

You're in The Tunnel of Round.
A regular burst of wind blows through the area and huge stacks of batteries are scattered about.

You're in a room in The Temple of Maybe.
The entire area is covered in shadow and the room is completely devoid of furniture.

You're in The Sesames Conduit.
Loosely scattered immaculate chairs are floating in place and the sound of a ringing phone comes from below.

You're on a spaceship in The Nebulae of Lens.
Multitudes of ships busily warp in and out of the area and russet stars glitter far off in space.

You're outside a pawn shop in The Incentives Marina.
The sound of machinery comes from nearby and the architecture here has an Art Deco style.

You're in Wastes of the Relationships.
A lone tree with burgundy luminescent leaves grows nearby and a heavy, ecru fog blankets the area.

You're on a frigate in The Nebula of the Verbs.
There's a vast nothing in all directions and a tiny space station warps into the area.

You're outside a bank in Quarter of the Differentials.
Endless streams of vehicles pass by at high speed and a cold, heavy rain falls with a low wind.

You're in a throne room in Bunker of the Bower.
Tiny stacks of bowers are scattered about and filled bookcases line the walls.

You're in The Sunday Plane.
Nearby granite pillars are arranged in an octagon and here the atmosphere feels moist.