A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're in Cacaos Wasteland.
Topaz coloured leaves are spread all over the ground and parts of a worn jade wall lay nearby.

You're in a showroom in The Tower of Senates.
A low wind blows through the area and pipes along the ceiling leak a chartreuse coloured liquid.

You're in a classroom in The Fort of Smiles.
Loosely scattered smiles are floating around and here the atmosphere feels damp.

You're in a laboratory in Centre of the Yolks.
A sharp scarlet light illuminates the area and loosely scattered pristine books are floating around.

You're in Caverns of the Rope.
The area ahead has collapsed in and blues music plays from below.

You're in The Wastes of the Commodity.
A dim copper light illuminates the area and a ruined silver path pokes through the ground.

You're outside a building in The Precinct of Suffocations.
A heavy, gray fog blankets the area and loosely scattered aquamarine coloured cubes are floating around.

You're in The Wasteland of Courses.
Dense blobs of white slime are scattered about and a high wind blows through the area.

You're in Caverns of the Professor.
Dense blobs of viridian slime are scattered about and a sharp indigo light illuminates the area.

You're on a pier in Shallows of Output.
A little collection of ships are wrecked nearby and floating groups of small, cream lights dance about.

You're in Glen of Pleas.
Here the atmosphere feels thin and many gears are scattered about.

You're in The Competitors Spaces.
Many competitors are scattered about and the spaces stretches on forever.

You're in The Conduit of the Tray.
Cylinders of compressed data float around and a bright chartreuse light illuminates the area.

You're in Nutmegs Maze.
A half buried pile of plastic bricks is nearby and the sound of a ticking clock comes from above.

You're on a small island in Strait of the Variant.
A heavy, ochre fog blankets the area and floating groups of small, auburn lights dance about.

You're in a workship in The Oven Bunker.
A low rumbling noise comes from everywhere and collections of large, tan crystals are growing everywhere.

You're in The Infinity of Minimums.
Thin blobs of russet slime are scattered about and here the temperature feels blazing.

You're in Sector of Elms.
The entire area is covered in shadow and small piles of dilapidated crates are scattered about.

You're in The Wriggle Gate.
A harsh turquoise light illuminates the area and loosely scattered wriggles are floating around.

You're floating in Space of the General.
Multitudes of ships busily warp in and out of the area and there's a vast nothing in all directions.