You're on the deck of a frigate in Strait of the Figure. The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and loosely scattered figures are floating around.
You're in an antechamber in Temple of Knicker. Patches of fresh, chartreuse paint are scattered about and the sound of a ticking clock comes from nearby.
You're outside an arcade in Precinct of Inclusions. The sound of a ringing phone comes from above and a nearby little, marble fountain produces a thick spray of puce liquid.
You're outside a karaoke bar in Transit Quarter. Parts of a worn terracotta wall lay nearby and boat traffic gently floats through canals of aqua coloured water.