radio to alert the other guards. “Security breach! Security breach! Level two. In pursuit,” the guard said as he huffed and puffed after Samantha. Below, the curator heard the call over his radio and looked up at the opening above him. He saw the faint shadow of a small figure run by, followed closely by the guard. The two boys stood beside him and looked up and saw the same thing. “Follow them!” yelled the curator to the two boys. The boys ran toward the adjacent staircase and ascended to aid in the chase. Samantha ran down the hall as the planets in the solar system flew by. She was only at Jupiter and needed to get to the far end of the Pluto display. Even though Pluto had been declassified as a “planet,” the curator of the museum held a special fondness for the dwarf planet and refused to take the exhibit down. Samantha continued down the hallway and looked behind her. She saw the night guards quickly losing ground. They were too out of shape to keep up with a ten-year-old girl. She was, on the other hand, surprised to see the two boys catching up rapidly. Saturn flew by, and Samantha let out a small chuckle as she passed by Uranus. Neptune was nothing more than a big blue blur as she rounded past the giant planet and made her way toward her final destination, Pluto.
The small dwarf of ice and rock came into view as Samantha entered the exhibit. All the lights in the small room were off, save the one illuminating the small world. The light reflected off its shiny exterior and made it hard for Samantha to see much else in the room. She ran straight for the six-foot-high model. Behind it, an access door led out to a small landing platform on the second-floor roof of the museum. From there, Samantha would make her escape from this place. Down a short hallway, up a flight of ten stairs, and then onto the roof—that was the plan. Simple and efficient, the way most SOCKs plans ran. From there, Samantha was to shimmy down a drainage pipe and run across the parking lot to the set of bushes next to the mailbox where the rover was hidden. The rover was Gears’s latest project, made with the help of his new right-hand man, Roller. The rover was nothing more than a glorified go-cart. The steel frame was square in shape and big enough to hold one rider. The pieces of steel came from the old hang glider Kid Combat used to escape out of Jones’s mansion a few weeks back. Seemed its flight-worthy days had expired. The engine had five-horsepower and belonged to Wedge – one half of the set of twins on Kid Combat’s team. Wedge had the engine hidden in his parent’s garage. It was from his “private collection” of “things that could help him go really fast.”. The steering column, wheels, and other parts had come from each of the SOCKs members’ garages and were assembled in Maple Forest in The Playground. The rover went pretty fast. It would hit thirty miles per hour without much effort. Wedge held the record for fastest test lap around The Playground. He also held the record for most damage done to The Playground on a single lap. In an effort to save time for Samantha, Roller came up with the idea of outfitting the rover with a remote control device that would allow him or Gears to start the rover remotely from The Playground. This way, if Samantha was in a bind, as she was tonight, she wouldn’t have to waste time starting the rover. She could simply jump on and take off. Roller and Gears had tested that feature several times before tonight’s mission. Samantha tried to run faster. The boys racing footsteps sounded behind her. They both gained ground at every step of the way. One of the boys made a last-ditch effort to stop the unknown intruder. He dove, head first, and attempted to tackle the small girl. Samantha countered and jumped up in the air. The boy’s hand came close, but it wasn’t close enough. He fell to the floor with a thud and momentarily fell behind in the