A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're in The Site of the Wiggling.
Swarms of digital viruses swim through the area and loosely scattered wigglings are floating around.

You're in a boiler room in Bunker of the Almighties.
Many cream coloured cubes are scattered about and everything has a vermillion tint to it.

You're on the deck of a cargo ship in Guerrillas Puddle.
A temperate, heavy rain falls with a periodic wind and loosely scattered guerrillas are floating around.

You're in The Drive of Deposit.
Huge stacks of paper sheets are scattered about and the sound of a ticking clock comes from below.

You're in Chauffeur Caverns.
The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and loosely scattered chauffeurs are floating around.

You're in The Mines of the Dragons.
Here the temperature feels hot and the area ahead has collapsed in.

You're in Room of the Electronics.
Reality here wobbles slightly and loosely scattered electronics are floating around.

You're drifting in Gate of Deployments.
A large base warps out of the area and amber stars glitter far off in space.

You're on a dock in Marina of the Highlands.
Tiny piles of paper sheets are scattered about and an electronic hum comes from above.

You're on a jetty in Sound of Todays.
A low rumbling noise comes from everywhere and many todays are scattered about.

You're in a vestibule in Palace of the Alligator.
A thin, ecru fog blankets the area and a small, immaculate, plastic table with chairs sits in the centre of the room.

You're in The Fen of Closures.
Nearby cool water turbulently flows with a roar and big piles of closures are scattered about.

You're in The Net of Dissonances.
A teal grid covers every surface and many batteries are scattered about.

You're in Room of the Coconut.
A soft, orange fog blankets the area and tiny piles of gears are scattered about.

You're on a spacebase in Pulsar of the Commotion.
White stars glitter far off in space and a large fleet of ships warp out of the area.

You're in The Finger Archive.
The entire area is covered in shadow and a red grid covers every surface.

You're in The Fields of the Parades.
An electronic hum comes from nearby and a ruined soapstone path pokes through the ground.

You're outside a building in The Mall of the Scene.
Endless streams of vehicles pass by at high speed and the cloudless sky has a gold hue.

You're in Warp of Interviews.
A half buried pile of jade bricks is nearby and reality here wobbles slightly.

You're in Cistern of the Necessities.
A wide shaft of fuchsia coloured light pokes through a hole above and an irregular burst of wind blows through the area.