A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're in The Network of the Porcelains.
Everything has an aqua tint to it and tiny piles of clean chairs are scattered about.

You're in a throne room in The Risers Station.
The entire area is covered in shadow and many towels are scattered about.

You're on a carrier in The Gate of Premeditation.
There's a vast nothing in all directions and a huge starship warps out of the area.

You're in The Dream of Thunderstorm.
A low rumbling noise comes from nearby and large piles of gray coloured cubes are scattered about.

You're in Spaces of Levels.
A dense, fuchsia fog blankets the area and reality repeatably folds and unfolds upon itself.

You're in a parlour in Fortress of Crumbs.
An irregular burst of wind blows through the area and big stacks of crumbs are scattered about.

You're in Drive of the Chests.
Loosely scattered towels are floating in place and toruses of compressed data bounce around.

You're in The Net of the Infrastructure.
Big piles of infrastructures are scattered about and an electronic hum comes from below.

You're in an office in Fortress of the Subset.
A baroque, tan elevator waits in a wall and collections of large, burgundy crystals are growing everywhere.