Junkyard Quarantine Zone (formerly Lytton's Main Cyber-Junkyard)

A vast, uneven scrapyard choked by industrial smog under a polluted sky. Crushed Cyberman casings form jagged heaps like skeletal sentinels, their corroded surfaces groaning under scavenger tools. Military vehicles form a defensive perimeter, their headlights cutting through the gloom as still as tense soldiers in desert fatigues move with measured precision. A partially collapsed chain-link fence marks the quarantine boundary where Matthews's body lies near a twisted metal framework, the crushed remnants of the transport pod that once delivered the Hand of Omega. The air tastes thick with burnt insulation and oil, the ground littered with ruts and coils of barbed wire, every breath damp and metallic. Distance fires flare briefly, illuminating the yard's maze of wreckage before plunging it back into oppressive half-light. This location is also referred to as 'Lytton's Main Cyber-Junkyard' in historical records.