In a humid, bright night in Jewel, a young boy of the name Cautionary woke up in his bed kicking off his sheets in the heat. He sat up, and felt the familiar tug of the guard chain on his left wrist. He hated that thing, he wanted to get free from it so desperately, he decided that nothing would stop him. He took off his shirt in an attempt to stay cool and after along time of staring out the window hopelessly, he drifted off into the dream world.
Cautionary woke the next morning to the cry of his little sister, Bonnie. He yelled at Ma and Pa to come and let him out of bed, so he could at least have his breakfast. He was so limited with his gaurdchain, he wasn't even able to go to the loo without someone standing out side the door hearing him poop. He figured he had enough, that night he would break free from his chains and go on from the world of Blessed Guardians and guard chains.
It just so happened at school that day, an opportunity came along. He noticed that all the kids who didn't get picked out as trouble makers or goody two shoes, were playing happily without worry of the punishment chains. He decided to play innocent, not make trouble, not get the top grades in class, so he could get close enough to the guardians to steal his key.
A week or so passed, the Blessed Guardians Hope and Comfort barely noticed he was there. Just at pick up time at the end of the day, he was speaking to Comfort about his math questions and tug his key off the hook. When his Ma and Pa picked him up, he had it safely tugged up his sleve.
That night, as soon as his parents had chained him to the bed head for his own protection, he lay there planning out his escape route. He would go as far away from his home as possible and take refuge outside the furthest house. Cautionary came up with a plan that once he was free he would walk softly to the kitchen, pack a little food in his bag and then jump through the window and run to safety. The only place that came to mind was The Museum of Dunt.