You're in a mechanical room in Innervations House. The room's decor has an immaculate, plain style and vines with little, hazel flowers on them grow everywhere.
You're in a study room in Spire of Sombreros. Vines with big, blurple flowers on them grow everywhere and the room's decor has an old, industrial style.
You're outside a restaurant in The Fountain of the Politics. The sound of a ticking clock comes from afar and little piles of swords are scattered about.
You're in The Depths of the Itineraries. The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and collections of little, luminous cobalt crystals are growing everywhere.
You're in Catacombs of Accountings. A thin shaft of rouge coloured light pokes through a hole above and loosely scattered accountings are floating around.