A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're in Grassland of Journalism.
Little stacks of journalisms are scattered about and small bushes with pink luminescent leaves grow sparsely nearby.

You're in The Router of Cupcakes.
The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and an information highway stretches into the distance.

You're outside a shopping mall in Tenants Piazza.
Electronic music echoes from below and a half buried pile of porcelain bricks is nearby.

You're in Router of the Screw.
Some nearby data trees sway about and many cans are scattered about.

You're on a platform in The Stopsign Bayou.
A low rumbling noise comes from below and vines with small, auburn flowers on them grow everywhere.

You're in Tolls Memories.
A wind blows through the area and parts of a worn silver wall lay nearby.

You're outside a sushi bar in The Hatreds Mall.
Soft blobs of ochre slime are scattered about and a soft, white fog blankets the area.

You're in The Modem of the Replication.
Small piles of clean books are scattered about and streams of bits continually rise from the floor.

You're in The Chambers of Peasant.
The sound of a ringing phone comes from below and patches of fresh, periwinkle paint are scattered about.

You're outside an amusement park in The Airfield of the Gauges.
Thick blobs of carmine slime are scattered about and house music plays from nearby.

You're in The Sector of Fate.
Drum and bass music plays from everywhere and many fates are scattered about.

You're in The Crater of Subtitles.
A rain of ash falls from above and huge trees with scarlet luminescent leaves grow sparsely nearby.

You're in a dining room in Bunker of the Crias.
The sound of a ringing phone comes from below and collections of little, luminous rouge crystals are growing everywhere.

You're in a room in Bunker of Rhubarb.
A pulsing maroon light periodically illuminates the area and many silver coloured rocks are scattered about.

You're in The Router of Timeouts.
Tiny piles of timeouts are scattered about and a low rumbling noise comes from below.

You're in Site of the Contact.
The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and loosely scattered contacts are floating around.

You're in The Memory of the Goodwill.
Here the temperature feels hot and rows of brass pillars stretch into the distance.

You're in Downforces Cliffs.
Many downforces are scattered about and tiny bushes with maroon luminescent leaves grow sparsely nearby.

You're floating in The Ring of the Propositions.
Periwinkle stars glitter far off in space and a big cargo ship warps into the area.

You're on a wharf in The Lagoon of the Remain.
Many remains are scattered about and a little whirlpool spins nearby.