Tingle, seeing how the nearest hospital exit was now open, thanks to the purple monster and his goatee-toting friend, and that everyone else was in some sort of a limbo state, ran outside and down the steps leading to the hospital's entrance, and gasped at the sight of the world in front of him. High mounds of sand covered the bleak landscape, with an relentless sun sitting high above the few mountains in the distance. About a mile or so away, a decrepit gas station sat, with a a number of cars sitting in its lot.
Put off by the purple monster's newly found friend, Tingle decided to head west instead, away from the duo, and turned left, onto to find more sand. However, as Tingle threw a hand up to his forehead to shield his small eyes from the sun bright haze, he noticed, a few miles away, some sort of makeshift outpost, with a half dozen or so uniformed figures standing around it, machine guns slung around their shoulders.
Tingle, for whatever reason, wasn't put off by the weaponry of the mysterious beings (likely due to the fact he had never seen a gun before), and decided to make his way towards the somewhat imposing structure.
Fur reference. (Without the two figures in the foreground or the grand sandy/rocky outcrop things. An' imagine some mountains in the distance.)