The tri-motor banked and pointed itself east along the valley. A river lazily wound its way to the plain beyond, a spur feeding a large rectangular reservoir. There was forest and pasture on the northern slopes and mills and light industrial buildings on the southern. There was no airstrip.

“Did we read the map correctly?” Reed wondered.

“Two of the best pilots in the world getting lost? I think not.” Horse chuckled. “Watch, this is very clever.”

There was activity by the reservoir. Sluice gates on the feed channel were wound shut, and those on the drain channel opened. As Horse lined up his landing, the water level dropped sufficiently to reveal tar pack only a few digits below the surface.

“Flaps down.”

“Flaps down.” Reed echoed, mesmerised by the hidden runway.

“Gear down.”

“Gear down.”

They cleared the dyke at the western end and gently touched down, raising spray behind. Horse only needed two thirds of the runway to get to taxiing speed. He pulled off the main runway, pointed to a ramp and cut the engines. The doors of the nearest building had opened and more ground crew and a light tractor were rushing over to them. Before the plane had even been pulled to the ramp, the water was flowing back into the reservoir.

“I had heard of this place. I never believed it really existed.”

“Well now you know. Welcome to Dreamland, just wait until you see the toys they have for you.”

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