[b]Washington D.C, North American Federation[/b]
The plane was given permission to land at a non-commercial airport used for those who have there own planes. The strip was mostly devoid of planes, since not as many people were able to afford one. Guards hustled about, making sure nobody was trying any funny business. The pilot was handed a set of keys that allowed him in and out of the strip, and was told to return them upon leaving. New structures could be seen rising in the distance, they were vast constructs of metal and concrete.