The Chicago Cosmopolitan

On a reserved landing strip at the O'Hare International Airport, a black private jet touched down and taxied to a stop in front of a hangar. The door to the jet opened and the stars slid down.

A young teenager wearing a classy slim-fit black suit with a white shirt and black tie walked down the stairs and looked around, his eyes shining.

'My first trip out of New York…. Feels good,' Morpheus thought to himself.

The jet was naturally provided by the Cosmopolitan. Being a privileged member offered one a wide range of exclusive services. Free transport around the globe was one of them. It was also important to note that the organization ensured that its privileged members arrived everywhere in style.

Morpheus walked toward the hangar, where a black Mercedes-Maybach S-600 Pullman Guard limousine was waiting for him. A chauffeur dressed in a neat three-piece suit approached him and respectfully greeted, "Welcome to Chicago, sir!"