You're in The Admin Rift. The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and collections of tiny, luminous navy crystals are growing everywhere.
You're on the deck of a tugboat in Lake of the Insectarium. A small, copper drifter pulls into the lake and loosely scattered insectariums are floating around.
You're in Dungeons of the Uppers. A wide shaft of indigo coloured light pokes through a hole above and collections of huge, luminous yellow crystals are growing everywhere.
You're on the deck of a schooner in Canal of the Guitarist. A huge collection of ships are wrecked nearby and tiny piles of guitarists are scattered about.