You're in The Tomb of the Paces. Collections of large, luminous khaki crystals are growing everywhere and a wide shaft of tan coloured light pokes through a hole above.
You're on a wharf in The Dock of Suitcase. Heavy hail falls with an irregular burst of wind and patches of fresh, chartreuse paint are scattered about.
You're outside a train station in The Leisure Estates. The orange sky has few small clouds floating above and ruined plastic bricks poke out through the ground.