A massive, lost space cruiser. Everything is much too futuristic for modern day. Empty metal halls echo with the faintest sounds. Nothing seems quite right. Faint, inexplicable dread hangs in the still, stagnant air. Something unidentifiable roams the halls, piercing yellow eyes watching everything.
A quaint park. People are walking paths through grassy fields and past lonesome trees. Dogs can be heard barking, people are laughing and smiling. A gust of wind rustles the grass and trees, sending puffy white clouds across a clear blue sky. The sun is shining cheerfully
The old ruins of a castle. The dark sky is empty, new moon hiding in shadows. A lantern is held up by a hand coated in rusted plate, squeaking slightly as it sways. The rusted adventurer’s horse whines, kicking the dust as its rider walks themself into the crumbling structure.
An empty expanse of nighttime desert. A single figure walks through the sand, walking wrapped in robes and guided by the moon. Under their robes are flashes of gold, ivory, and obsidian, like a calico cat of the most expensive make. Wind whips around them, kicking up dust and howling over the empty plains. The uncaring moon watches the persistent traveler.
A confectionary shop. The smell of sugar and baked goods laces the air. Something beeps in the back of the shop, probably something finishing. Everything in the shop is done in pastel colors, pinks and blues mostly, even the foods. The shop is warm, welcoming.
The side of a train track. A train comes thundering down the track, which runs in the middle of nowhere. Hot wind blasts to either side of the track, flattening the grass that spreads in endless fields. The cars that follow it jostle and rumble, creating a cacophony of noise. It’s strangely pleasant.