You're outside a train station in Precinct of Neck. Loosely scattered shields are floating around and the hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum.
You're on the deck of a trawler in The Canal of the Comebacks. An electronic hum comes from nearby and loosely scattered newspapers are floating around.
You're outside an amusement park in Fountain of Guestbook. The entire area is covered in shadow and collections of little, auburn crystals are growing everywhere.
You're outside an arcade in The Marina of the Shallot. A ruined jade path pokes through the ground and boat traffic gently floats through canals of sage coloured water.
You're outside a carnival in Airfield of the Sheep. Collections of little, blurple crystals are growing everywhere and here the temperature feels scorching.