A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're in The Dunes of the Greeds.
The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and big piles of greeds are scattered about.

You're in The Tunnel of the Lanterns.
The sound of a ticking clock comes from nearby and the area ahead has collapsed in.

You're in Professions Wasteland.
Little piles of gears are scattered about and a lone tree with sepia luminescent leaves grows nearby.

You're outside a mechanic in Marina of Antecedent.
Patches of fresh, cerulean paint are scattered about and the sky is filled with softly twinkling stars.

You're in Summit of the Chivalry.
A lone bush with ochre luminescent leaves grows nearby and a low rumbling noise comes from everywhere.

You're in Switch of Preference.
Everything has an orange tint to it and swarms of digital viruses swim through the area.

You're in Drive of the Cubs.
Big piles of cubs are scattered about and chillwave music plays from nearby.

You're in a classroom in Museum of Teriyaki.
A minimalist, pink elevator waits in a wall and the sound of machinery comes from below.

You're in The Cavern of the Fail.
Huge stacks of fuchsia coloured cubes are scattered about and a low rumbling noise comes from above.

You're in a waiting room in The Fortress of the Geek.
Loosely scattered geeks are floating in place and the sound of machinery comes from below.

You're in Oubliette of Wren.
The area ahead has collapsed in and collections of huge, purple crystals are growing everywhere.

You're on a quay in Firth of the Quills.
The surface of the water bubbles fiercely and collections of large, luminous fuchsia crystals are growing everywhere.

You're in Fries Zone.
Little tubes flow brightly with streaks of raw data and many mocha coloured gems are scattered about.

You're in a workship in House of Humanities.
A small, taupe skylight lets in a dim light and disco music echoes from everywhere.

You're in The Cube of Pen.
The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and loosely scattered swords are floating around.

You're in Hole of the Morbidities.
Here the atmosphere feels parched and a thin shaft of carmine coloured light pokes through a hole above.

You're in Catacombs of the Reception.
Here the atmosphere feels arid and a wide shaft of scarlet coloured light pokes through a hole above.