They found the installation tucked into a forgotten corner of the museum. The three children stared at it long after the rest of the class had moved on. Their teacher had to find them when the trip was over.
Later, the three of them gathered in their secret hideout.
It looked so soft and fluffy,” Beryl said. She was the youngest.
Rusty, her older brother, scolded her. “It was all wet. How could it be fluffy?”
“Clouds,” Jade said. “I want to see a whole sky full of them.”
That was when they began planning their escape from the tunnels.

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