It certainly looks different than Japan. Giant pine trees, a small American town nestled in a bay, an old-fashioned lighthouse. If he looks closely, he can even see the cars moving about, carrying people and cargo to their destinations around town or beyond.

It feels like early autumn, although with mostly evergreen trees around, it's hard to tell.

...It definitely doesn't feel cold enough for that gentle snowfall suddenly coming down outside, though.

There are voices commenting on it. It... doesn't sound like it's coming from anybody inside the exhibit, though.

"What the hell is this?"
"Snowflakes..."
"It's like... eighty degrees. How?"
"Climate change. Or... a storm is coming..."