A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

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.

You're in an apartment in Fortress of Rescue.
Pipes along the ceiling leak an orange coloured liquid and a dilute, periwinkle fog blankets the area.

You're on the deck of a scow in Intentionality Pool.
A burning, heavy rain falls with a regular burst of wind and loosely scattered paper sheets are floating around.

You're outside a shopping mall in The Market of Skies.
Loosely scattered viridian coloured cubes are floating in place and heavy hail falls with a high wind.

You're in a bathroom in The Preface Museum.
Ska music echoes from nearby and vines with little, tan flowers on them grow everywhere.

You're in The Ferryboat Archives.
Big stacks of paper sheets are scattered about and a pulsing white light periodically illuminates the area.

You're in Dungeons of Weird.
Loosely scattered coins are floating in place and a thin shaft of puce coloured light pokes through a hole above.

You're on a spacedock in The Ring of Leopard.
Multitudes of ships busily warp in and out of the area and maroon stars glitter far off in space.

You're in Sector of Princess.
The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and flocks of flying toasters pass above.

You're in Warp of Board.
Reality repeatably folds and unfolds upon itself and loosely scattered decayed crates are floating around.

You're in The Mozzarellas Switch.
Loosely scattered new chairs are floating in place and the sound of a ringing phone comes from above.