A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're in a store in Fortress of Ivory.
Many ivories are scattered about and an electronic hum comes from below.

You're in Caves of the Rainmakers.
The sound of machinery comes from below and the area ahead has collapsed in.

You're on a cruiser in Cloud of the Likelihood.
Ochre stars glitter far off in space and a huge spacebase warps out of the area.

You're outside a carnival in The Port of the Satire.
A pulsing tan light periodically illuminates the area and big stacks of satires are scattered about.

You're drifting in The Sphere of the Slump.
Two frigates attack each in a fierce battle and teal stars glitter far off in space.

You're in The Stitchers Dungeons.
A little pile of rubble blocks the way ahead and a dull cyan light illuminates the area.

You're in Forest Grasslands.
A half buried pile of plastic bricks is nearby and light snow falls with an irregular burst of wind.

You're in a mailroom in The Fort of the Milestones.
Heavy blobs of red slime are scattered about and here the atmosphere feels thin.

You're outside a carnival in Marketplace of Orients.
A thin, pink fog blankets the area and a half buried pile of glass bricks is nearby.

You're in a bar in Acropolis of the Trustees.
Soft blobs of umber slime are scattered about and here the atmosphere feels parched.

You're in The Realm of Rubrics.
Loosely scattered rubrics are floating in place and techno music plays from below.

You're in Wood of Tribe.
Topaz coloured leaves are spread all over the ground and the sound of machinery comes from above.

You're in The Writings Garden.
Ruined marble bricks poke out through the ground and the sky is overcast with dark clouds.

You're in The Glen of the Repository.
A high wind blows through the area and a lone tree with tan luminescent leaves grows nearby.

You're in The Wirings Flats.
Collections of huge, luminous red crystals are growing everywhere and the hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum.

You're in The Modem of the Ducklings.
Loosely scattered ducklings are floating in place and the hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum.

You're in The Sector of the Bicycle.
Glowing maroon lines pulse rhythmically and many bicycles are scattered about.

You're in Expanse of Dumps.
Electro music echoes from nearby and loosely scattered cogs are floating around.

You're on the deck of a brig in Pool of the Contagion.
A rain of ash falls from above and a tiny, tan ferry pulls into the pool.

You're in The Infinity of the Sensitivity.
The entire area is covered in shadow and loosely scattered sensitivities are floating around.