There was no emergency crew to speak of...as the plane came to a stop and broke into pieces people surrounded them to help passengers who were frantically jumping off.
I looked down the street and saw another plane getting ready to come in.
This went on for hours, big planes, little planes... some planes going up in flames... some people only had time to throw babies off into the crowds before their planes exploded.
I found that over half of the airports in the US had been blown up/ taken out of comission in terrorist attacks and planes were coming in anywhere they could.
It was frightening and numbing. Things finally seemed to calm down a bit around dusk and I went around the city trying to find friends and family and find a place to stay. There were people EVERYWHERE, some huddling in alleys, it seemed all the hotels were full and restaurants were staying open so people could have a place to come inside.
It was terrifying.