A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're in an office in The House of Ideals.
A sharp cobalt light illuminates the area and vines with big, umber flowers on them grow everywhere.

You're in Catacomb of the Transfer.
Loosely scattered transfers are floating around and jazz music echoes from above.

You're in Network of Cork.
Loosely scattered immaculate crates are floating in place and eggs of compressed data bounce around.

You're in Relay of the Programs.
Loosely scattered boxes are floating in place and the hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum.

You're outside a bank in The Marina of Movement.
The sky is filled with softly twinkling stars and rouge coloured lanterns line the streets.

You're on a dreadnought in The Circle of Walkways.
A tiny cargo ship warps out of the area and red stars glitter far off in space.

You're on the deck of a drifter in Bay of the Demands.
Big stacks of demands are scattered about and techno music plays from above.

You're in Convections Tunnel.
The entire area is covered in shadow and a heavy, sterile door is set into a nearby wall.

You're in Mainframe of Crate.
An electronic hum comes from below and large stacks of crates are scattered about.

You're in The Wilderness of the Broccoli.
Vines with small, mauve flowers on them grow everywhere and a lone tree with mauve luminescent leaves grows nearby.

You're in Void of Lipid.
The sound of machinery comes from above and a tiny, glass secretarybird statue is nearby.

You're outside a motel in Midtown of the Tree.
Endless streams of vehicles pass by at high speed and a dense, auburn fog blankets the area.

You're in Availabilities Tubes.
Here the temperature feels hot and huge stacks of availabilities are scattered about.

You're on a pier in Ocean of the Rowboat.
Big stacks of rowboats are scattered about and the sound of a ringing phone comes from afar.

You're in Exchange of the Palate.
Loosely scattered palates are floating around and the entire area is covered in shadow.

You're in a hall in The Fort of the Yarn.
An electronic hum comes from nearby and patches of fresh, chartreuse paint are scattered about.

You're in Web of the Icings.
Surf rock music echoes from above and holographic banner ads float across every surface.

You're outside a museum in Fountain of the Trellises.
Huge stacks of trellises are scattered about and an irregular burst of wind blows through the area.

You're in The Spice Dungeon.
A harsh ecru light illuminates the area and a thin shaft of viridian coloured light pokes through a hole above.

You're on a spacebase in Rings of the Misfits.
A large fleet of ships warp out of the area and heliotrope stars glitter far off in space.