A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're in Bog of the Outruns.
Tiny stacks of outruns are scattered about and the sky is overcast with dark clouds.

You're in a hallway in Museum of Crayon.
Patches of fresh, topaz paint are scattered about and everything has a cobalt tint to it.

You're on a carrier in The Madam Nebula.
An immense Dyson sphere is nearby and a big fleet of ships warp out of the area.

You're in The Hole of Transcript.
A ruined limestone path pokes through the ground and a wide shaft of mauve coloured light pokes through a hole above.

You're in The Hole of the Conditioner.
Patches of fresh, teal paint are scattered about and here the atmosphere feels damp.

You're in Bitten Chasm.
The sky is filled with softly twinkling stars and tiny piles of bittens are scattered about.

You're on a small island in Lagoon of Smocks.
A huge fleet of brigatines are gathered nearby and an electronic hum comes from nearby.

You're outside a convenience store in The Harbour of Maximum.
A small, plastic snake statue on a pedestal is nearby and an electronic hum comes from nearby.

You're in a parlour in The Acropolis of the Habitat.
The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and collections of small, indigo crystals are growing everywhere.

You're in Creek of Shoes.
A tepid, gentle rain falls with a periodic wind and small piles of shoes are scattered about.

You're in The Site of the Pony.
A maroon grid covers every surface and the hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum.

You're in a study room in Castle of Caddies.
The sound of a ringing phone comes from everywhere and loosely scattered caddies are floating around.

You're in Simulation Relay.
The sound of a ticking clock comes from above and streams of bits continually rise from the floor.

You're outside a bus depot in Port of Masonry.
All of the buildings here look old and bebop music plays from everywhere.

You're in Creek of the Reaction.
The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and a ruined copper path pokes through the ground.

You're on the deck of a ferry in The Cove of the Probabilities.
Here the atmosphere feels dry and a little fleet of brigs are gathered nearby.

You're on a dock in The Strait of Website.
Patches of fresh, magenta paint are scattered about and a tiny collection of ships are wrecked nearby.

You're in a storeroom in The Midnights Acropolis.
Everything has a crimson tint to it and floating groups of small, burgundy lights dance about.

You're in Lake of the Humanity.
Loosely scattered humanities are floating in place and the white sky has many little clouds floating above.

You're in The Dialogues Depths.
A thin shaft of violet coloured light pokes through a hole above and a ruined glass path pokes through the ground.