A storm at the science museum

Zach and Talia were exploring the science museum when the afternoon sky turned charcoal-grey. A gust of wind rattled the windows, and rain drummed on the roof like a thousand tiny fingers. Outside, lightning stitched a bright seam across the clouds. Inside, the museum's enormous weather globe glowed like a captured sun. “The storm is putting on a show,” Talia whispered. Zach grinned: “That thunder is a giant’s drum.” As they hurried towards the exit, the wind tugged at their jackets, eager to join the chase.