A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're on the deck of a galleon in Reef of the Primates.
A low rumbling noise comes from nearby and the surface of the water bubbles fiercely.

You're in a lunchroom in Airport of Baritone.
A pulsing vermillion light periodically illuminates the area and big stacks of cogs are scattered about.

You're in Apology Web.
A pulsing sepia light periodically illuminates the area and loosely scattered apologies are floating in place.

You're in The Eyelid Creek.
The sky is filled with softly twinkling stars and nearby frigid water gently flows with a burble.

You're in a waiting room in The Style Acropolis.
Huge stacks of styles are scattered about and a regular burst of wind blows through the area.

You're on the deck of a tugboat in Firth of the Vertigo.
Here the atmosphere feels thin and vines with large, cream flowers on them grow everywhere.

You're on a dock in Reef of Disposal.
A tiny collection of ships are wrecked nearby and here the temperature feels temperate.

You're outside a church in The Port of the Booties.
The cloudless sky has a violet hue and ruined soapstone bricks poke out through the ground.

You're in The Marsh of the Numismatists.
Loosely scattered numismatists are floating in place and a gust blows through the area.

You're outside a zoo in The Costumes Precinct.
Loosely scattered costumes are floating in place and everything has a khaki tint to it.

You're in Switch of Platter.
Tiny stacks of platters are scattered about and holographic banner ads float across every surface.

You're outside a bar in The Shock Uptown.
Loosely scattered bottles are floating in place and here the atmosphere feels parched.

You're on the deck of a drifter in Pond of the Outfit.
Vines with tiny, aqua flowers on them grow everywhere and light snow falls with a regular burst of wind.

You're in a furnace room in The Fortress of the Preparation.
The entire area is covered in shadow and many preparations are scattered about.

You're in The Cabooses Mainframes.
Eggs of compressed data float around and everything has a chartreuse tint to it.

You're in a study room in Airport of the Grannies.
Loosely scattered grannies are floating around and everything has a carmine tint to it.

You're in The Caverns of Sellers.
A big pile of rubble blocks the way ahead and many sellers are scattered about.

You're in Pits of Aquifer.
The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and a wide shaft of azure coloured light pokes through a hole above.

You're outside a bus depot in Precinct of Sciences.
Endless streams of vehicles pass by at high speed and the sound of a ringing phone comes from below.

You're in The Caverns of Collectivisations.
Here the atmosphere feels dry and tiny stacks of collectivisations are scattered about.