You're in a recreation room in The Museum of Silicons. The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and loosely scattered silicons are floating around.
You're outside a pub in Venisons Park. A ruined terracotta structure lays nearby and boat traffic gently floats through canals of violet coloured water.
You're outside a convenience store in The Lunchroom Port. The sound of a ticking clock comes from above and patches of fresh, copper paint are scattered about.
You're outside a museum in The Piazza of the Pilaf. The turquoise sky has few tiny clouds floating above and loosely scattered old crates are floating in place.
You're outside a shopping mall in The Marketplace of Lobbies. A ruined titanium path pokes through the ground and a pulsing periwinkle light periodically illuminates the area.