A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're in The Tunnels of the Aids.
A soft, aquamarine fog blankets the area and loosely scattered aids are floating around.

You're in The Router of the Bulls.
The sound of machinery comes from below and streams of binary dart around above.

You're outside an amusement park in Marketplace of the Consistency.
Collections of tiny, fuchsia crystals are growing everywhere and the purple sky has many tiny clouds floating above.

You're in The Reasoning Dream.
The sound of machinery comes from everywhere and floating groups of small, cream lights dance about.

You're in Desert of the Administrators.
Light hail falls with a periodic wind and thin blobs of white slime are scattered about.

You're outside a hospital in The Bazaar of Bronco.
The architecture here has a classical style and tiny stacks of broncos are scattered about.

You're in The Sector of the Balance.
Big stacks of balances are scattered about and an electronic hum comes from below.

You're on a cargo ship in Chip Rings.
A tiny fleet of ships warp out of the area and an immense Dyson sphere is nearby.

You're drifting in an escape pod in The Mortal Warp.
A huge, puce planet is nearby and a little fleet of ships warp into the area.

You're in Dreams of the Readers.
The entire area is covered in shadow and many readers are scattered about.

You're drifting in Space of the Gaffer.
There's a vast nothing in all directions and a small fleet of ships warp into the area.

You're in The Fences Maze.
A harsh cyan light illuminates the area and tiny, marble spheres float in a pentagon.

You're in Expanse of the Pilgrimage.
An electronic hum comes from nearby and tiny stacks of pilgrimages are scattered about.

You're on a pier in Estuary of Coverage.
Collections of small, gray crystals are growing everywhere and heavy hail falls with a regular burst of wind.

You're on a cargo ship in The Quasar of Lieutenant.
Cyan stars glitter far off in space and a huge outpost warps into the area.

You're in The Vault of Arcade.
A thin shaft of chartreuse coloured light pokes through a hole above and small stacks of clocks are scattered about.

You're in Chasm of Privilege.
A chilly, gentle rain falls with a light breeze and ruined steel bricks poke out through the ground.

You're on the deck of a galleon in Fjord of Vegetarianism.
Huge stacks of towels are scattered about and the cloudy, cream water laps gently.

You're in a workship in Bunker of the Erosions.
The entire area is covered in shadow and little piles of clocks are scattered about.

You're in a library in Temple of Senses.
The sound of a ticking clock comes from above and big stacks of gears are scattered about.