@Away Team Three beamed down here, in a shaded alley leading to the main street. The street looked run-down and dirty, an industrial smog seeming to haze the air over just slightly. Walking into the street of cracked concrete, to the far end on one side, an old factory was visible, seeming to loom over the entire street imposingly. Towards the other end, a clocktower showed an arbitrary time that didn't seem to match up to any known system of timekeeping. Near it, a wide building labelled "MUSEUM" took up much of the opposite end of the street. While there were people walking all over the place, some less convincingly humanoid than others, small groups entered the museum with some regularity, whereas they seemed to avoid the factory.