A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're drifting in The Circle of the Technicians.
A tiny planet with eggshell coloured oceans is nearby and a tiny satellite warps out of the area.

You're in a store in The Toffees Tower.
Here the atmosphere feels humid and a large, immaculate, silver table sits alone in the centre of the room.

You're in The Showers Space.
Staircases placed at all angles lead off into the distance and here the atmosphere feels damp.

You're floating in The Accordion Field.
Two freighters attack each in a fierce battle and pink stars glitter far off in space.

You're in Lycras Oubliette.
A dense, orange fog blankets the area and a thin shaft of cyan coloured light pokes through a hole above.

You're in a studio in The Spire of Environments.
A pulsing aqua light periodically illuminates the area and little piles of environments are scattered about.

You're drifting in Quadrant of Eve.
A small fleet of ships warp out of the area and an immense Dyson sphere is nearby.

You're in The Gate of Evolution.
A pulsing cyan light periodically illuminates the area and small piles of evolutions are scattered about.

You're in The Hole of the Plume.
Loosely scattered clocks are floating in place and here the temperature feels tepid.

You're in Con Web.
A low rumbling noise comes from afar and loosely scattered cons are floating in place.

You're in a control room in Centre of the Alligator.
A pulsing cyan light periodically illuminates the area and big stacks of boxes are scattered about.

You're on a pier in Canal of Editors.
The surface of the water bubbles fiercely and big piles of dilapidated books are scattered about.

You're on a quay in Port of the Compliment.
Huge piles of compliments are scattered about and a heavy, fuchsia fog blankets the area.

You're outside a restaurant in Midtown of Macadamia.
All of the buildings here look dilapidated and small stacks of monitors are scattered about.

You're in Grid of Synergy.
Loosely scattered newspapers are floating in place and tetrahedrons of compressed data float around.

You're in Roadway Quarry.
Huge stacks of gears are scattered about and small bushes with pink luminescent leaves grow sparsely nearby.

You're in Style Tubes.
A ruined jade structure lays nearby and the sound of a ticking clock comes from above.

You're in The Attacker Mainframe.
The sound of a ticking clock comes from everywhere and large piles of attackers are scattered about.

You're in Nexus of Attributes.
Everything has a green tint to it and reality repeatably folds and unfolds upon itself.

You're in a freezer in Centre of the Pimples.
Small stacks of pimples are scattered about and a low rumbling noise comes from below.