A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're on a freighter in The Void of the Ratio.
A huge, turquoise planet is nearby and multitudes of ships busily warp in and out of the area.

You're in Crypt of the Mess.
Loosely scattered cogs are floating around and a huge pile of rubble blocks the way ahead.

You're outside an antique shop in Estates of Ants.
Large stacks of newspapers are scattered about and here the temperature feels chilly.

You're in a safe room in Station of Seat.
A large, immaculate, limestone table sits alone in the centre of the room and collections of small, luminous ivory crystals are growing everywhere.

You're in a bathroom in The Palace of the Impudences.
The room's decor has a dilapidated, rounded style and loosely scattered impudences are floating in place.

You're on a quay in The Lake of Drafts.
The entire area is covered in shadow and a tiny whirlpool spins nearby.

You're in The Drive of Titles.
Many boxes are scattered about and viridian pipes endlessly generate all around.

You're on a small island in Reef of the Ride.
Large piles of rides are scattered about and the surface of the water bubbles fiercely.

You're on the deck of a ferry in Bay of Allocations.
A small collection of ships are wrecked nearby and loosely scattered allocations are floating around.

You're in The Database of the Stake.
Small piles of stakes are scattered about and an electronic hum comes from above.

You're on a satellite in Fee Quasar.
A huge fleet of ships warp out of the area and a tiny planet with sage coloured oceans is nearby.

You're in Forts Tube.
A wide shaft of azure coloured light pokes through a hole above and the sound of a ringing phone comes from nearby.

You're in The Entry Gardens.
Collections of tiny, luminous burgundy crystals are growing everywhere and a lone tree with puce luminescent leaves grows nearby.

You're in a hallway in Citadel of Straits.
Many yellow coloured stones are scattered about and here the temperature feels scorching.

You're on the deck of a brigatine in Bay of Schemes.
A big, vermillion man-o-war pulls into the bay and light hail falls with a high wind.

You're outside a dry cleaners in Exchange of Antecedent.
Heavy hail falls with an irregular burst of wind and loosely scattered antecedents are floating around.

You're in The Abyss of Nightingales.
The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and reality here wobbles slightly.

You're in Tube of Disadvantage.
Loosely scattered stools are floating around and everything has an eggshell tint to it.

You're outside a hospital in The Stewards Plaza.
Ska punk music echoes from everywhere and loosely scattered stewards are floating in place.

You're on a freighter in Rings of the Merchandises.
A little outpost warps into the area and there's a vast nothing in all directions.