You're on an islet in The Bay of Photodiode. The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and heavy blobs of aquamarine slime are scattered about.
You're outside a diner in The Mall of the Hyenas. Light snow falls with a periodic wind and collections of little, luminous viridian crystals are growing everywhere.
You're in an observation deck in Centre of Harmonica. The sound of machinery comes from below and collections of huge, luminous green crystals are growing everywhere.
You're in a common room in The Station of Impudence. The sound of a ringing phone comes from everywhere and large stacks of impudences are scattered about.