You're outside a mechanic in Punctuation Railyard. All of the buildings here look pristine and a burning, heavy rain falls with a regular burst of wind.
You're outside a strip mall in Airfield of the Licences. Ruined porcelain bricks poke out through the ground and the sound of a ticking clock comes from below.
You're outside a train station in Nondisclosure Estate. The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and a big, gold goat statue on a pedestal is nearby.