A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're outside a strip mall in Estates of the Clanks.
Many clanks are scattered about and light snow falls with a low wind.

You're on a pier in Equities Loch.
A pulsing khaki light periodically illuminates the area and collections of big, cerulean crystals are growing everywhere.

You're on the deck of a tanker in Shallows of the Geographies.
Floating groups of small, ochre lights dance about and an irregular burst of wind blows through the area.

You're in Dream of the Hydrolyse.
Techno music plays from everywhere and a ruined metal structure lays nearby.

You're in The Sailor Hollow.
Many sailors are scattered about and vaporwave music plays from nearby.

You're in an office in Tower of the Loves.
A sharp cream light illuminates the area and floating groups of small, blue lights dance about.

You're in The Parents Dungeon.
The entire area is covered in shadow and a half buried pile of plastic bricks is nearby.

You're in a conference room in Building of Article.
Loosely scattered clocks are floating in place and the room's decor has a sterile, industrial style.

You're on a cargo ship in The Worshiper Gate.
Magenta stars glitter far off in space and a big cargo ship warps into the area.

You're on a wharf in Pond of the Herbs.
The surface of the water bubbles fiercely and a chilly, heavy rain falls with a low wind.

You're on the deck of a trawler in Alcove Shallows.
A heavy, indigo fog blankets the area and collections of little, orange crystals are growing everywhere.

You're on a small island in Sound of Dragonflies.
Loosely scattered sterile chairs are floating in place and here the temperature feels chilly.

You're on a wharf in The Dock of Swings.
A huge, gold schooner pulls into the dock and collections of small, gold crystals are growing everywhere.

You're in Embellishment Memories.
The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and little, terracotta cylinders float in an octagon.

You're on a space liner in Gate of the Celeriac.
A tiny fleet of ships warp into the area and chartreuse stars glitter far off in space.

You're outside a carwash in Piazza of Punishments.
The architecture here has a Brutalist style and the sound of a ticking clock comes from everywhere.

You're in The Cliff of the Lands.
Huge stacks of lands are scattered about and heavy hail falls with a periodic wind.

You're in Vault of Password.
The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and many passwords are scattered about.

You're in Relay of Badger.
The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and small piles of badgers are scattered about.

You're in The Fledglings Mainframe.
Bebop music echoes from nearby and streams of binary dart around above.