You're in a kitchen in Airport of the Shawls. The sound of machinery comes from below and collections of huge, scarlet crystals are growing everywhere.
You're on a wharf in The Hates Puddle. The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and collections of little, luminous copper crystals are growing everywhere.
You're outside a prison in The Airfield of Footprint. A thin, ochre fog blankets the area and collections of little, luminous ivory crystals are growing everywhere.
You're in a room in The Building of Twitters. Huge doorways let in a harsh, scarlet light and collections of small, luminous cyan crystals are growing everywhere.
You're outside a zoo in Square of Password. Endless streams of vehicles pass by at high speed and loosely scattered rouge coloured stones are floating around.