A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're in a furnace room in House of Freelances.
Many cogs are scattered about and everything has a mauve tint to it.

You're drifting in Nebula of the Hamsters.
An immense Dyson sphere is nearby and a little fleet of ships warp into the area.

You're on a small island in The Sound of the Convertibles.
Everything has an umber tint to it and collections of big, luminous eggshell crystals are growing everywhere.

You're on the deck of a paddle steamer in Dock of the Fill.
Huge piles of fills are scattered about and a heavy, viridian fog blankets the area.

You're in Hole of the Clays.
A low rumbling noise comes from afar and a ruined onyx structure lays nearby.

You're in Mainframes of Havocs.
Loosely scattered cogs are floating around and the sound of a ringing phone comes from below.

You're in a bathroom in The Excerpt Palace.
Little piles of excerpts are scattered about and an elaborate, turquoise elevator waits in a wall.

You're drifting in an escape pod in Circle of the Figures.
Two outposts attack each in a fierce battle and an immense Dyson sphere is nearby.

You're in Web of Bulbs.
The sound of a ringing phone comes from afar and loosely scattered gears are floating in place.

You're in The Chopsticks Terminal.
Many chopsticks are scattered about and streams of bits continually rise from the floor.

You're in a parlour in The Monasticism Acropolis.
Here the atmosphere feels stale and the room's decor has an immaculate, angular style.

You're in Tubes of Eyebrows.
Collections of little, periwinkle crystals are growing everywhere and a heavy, old door is set into a nearby wall.

You're in The Maze of the Paddles.
Reality here wobbles slightly and loosely scattered paddles are floating in place.

You're in Plane of the Smolts.
Tiny, concrete toruses float in a triangle and large stacks of smolts are scattered about.

You're in The Garden of the Lentils.
Collections of large, luminous rouge crystals are growing everywhere and the sky is filled with softly twinkling stars.

You're in a hallway in Hiking Temple.
A blocky, khaki elevator waits in a wall and here the atmosphere feels moist.

You're in The Tubes of Dogsled.
Tiny stacks of dogsleds are scattered about and a periodic wind blows through the area.

You're in Server of Silo.
Loosely scattered silos are floating around and a low rumbling noise comes from everywhere.

You're on the deck of a liner in The Loch of Accountabilities.
Collections of large, luminous yellow crystals are growing everywhere and here the atmosphere feels stale.

You're outside a carnival in The Port of Anywhere.
A tiny, terracotta shark statue on a pedestal is nearby and many newspapers are scattered about.