"This is it!" she said as she looked across the vast forest.

Saya Yoshiro's team thought they would travel elsewhere to find a place to settle down. But it seemed like Saya already knew where she wanted the new facility, as they traveled through Old Belgium. They slowed near an old, abandoned town, deep within the mountains and forests.

Her colleagues were, to say the least, slightly confused. The place she picked was nowhere near any major spacecraft manufacturing hubs. But they trusted her judgement.

They would eventually stop in the northern area of the ghost-town. Saya would hop out eagerly, looking around for a proper viewpoint. Still confused, her team would follow along.

"Why are we traveling this far out anyway? Wouldn't it be logical to settle at Kyushu, like we originally planned?"

"Yeah, but I think this would be better. Just trust me on this one! There's a reason why this place is so special!"

"I don't think you've ever been this excited before." her assistant quipped.

After a short hike, they had made it to an old race track. It had been long abandoned, with toppled buildings, broken barriers, and vegetation completely overriding what used to be asphalt. Saya stood at the edge of it, her eyes scanning the landscape. The overgrown track beneath her feet was barely recognizable, with tall trees standing in place of grandstands. Her assistant looked around, before asking:

"So, why here?"

She looked at him with anemoia in her eyes.

"Because this was Spa."

Saya said, as if the track still held a shred of it's former glory.

"And I think it's about time people put it to use again."