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.
You're in a vestibule in Acropolis of the Citrus. The sound of machinery comes from everywhere and floating groups of small, yellow lights dance about.