A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're in Bandolier Space.
The sound of a ringing phone comes from above and nearby bronze pillars are arranged in a spiral.

You're in a living room in The Bunker of the Exaggeration.
A small, ruined, soapstone table with chairs sits in the centre of the room and here the temperature feels hot.

You're in Pickaxe Mainframes.
Small stacks of pickaxes are scattered about and celtic music echoes from below.

You're on a station in The Anomaly of the Quinoas.
An immense Dyson sphere is nearby and multitudes of ships busily warp in and out of the area.

You're on a wharf in The Shore of the Bases.
Light snow falls with a low wind and patches of fresh, blurple paint are scattered about.

You're in The Sector of the Drags.
Loosely scattered drags are floating around and everything has a blue tint to it.

You're in The Denominators Crypt.
Here the atmosphere feels humid and a heavy, worn door is set into a nearby wall.

You're outside a convenience store in The Marina of Fames.
A ruined porcelain path pokes through the ground and a nearby little, plastic fountain produces a soft spray of periwinkle liquid.

You're in Rainmaker Dreamscape.
Here the atmosphere feels thick and a ruined plastic path pokes through the ground.

You're on a quay in Shallows of Ancestors.
Loosely scattered towels are floating in place and here the temperature feels blazing.

You're drifting in an escape pod in Field of Squirrel.
There's a vast nothing in all directions and two starships attack each in a fierce battle.

You're in The Bureaus Web.
The sound of a ticking clock comes from everywhere and holographic banner ads float across every surface.

You're in Coils Abyss.
Blues music plays from everywhere and large, copper cones float in a spiral.

You're on a cruise ship in The Sphere of Queens.
There's a vast nothing in all directions and a big fleet of ships warp into the area.

You're in The Web of the Vampires.
The surrounding area appears pixelated and smooth jazz music plays from below.

You're in The Expanse of Hotels.
The sound of machinery comes from afar and loosely scattered hotels are floating in place.

You're on the deck of an aircraft carrier in Fjord of Factors.
Collections of little, cobalt crystals are growing everywhere and house music plays from below.

You're in The Field of Carols.
The green sky has many little clouds floating above and nearby frigid water turbulently flows with a roar.

You're in Zone of the Timpanis.
Many cerulean coloured stones are scattered about and rows of jade pillars stretch into the distance.

You're in The Zone of Antibody.
Swing music echoes from everywhere and tiny piles of newspapers are scattered about.