Rubberman, fortunately, did not question my statement. He just took me and Mr. Peters back to the Elastic Cave, the three of us riding in the new Rubbermobile, which tore through the streets and roadways of Golden City without slowing down even slightly. I suppose I could have flown to the Elastic Cave using my new Zero Armor, but I still felt too inexperienced to use the suit without crashing. After all, I just got the Armor today. No telling what this thing could do.
When we got to the Elastic Cave, the three of us—plus Adams, who actually hugged me when he saw that I was alive again—sat around the kitchen table in the Elastic Cave’s kitchen. Mr. Peters sat at the head of the table, while Rubberman and I sat on either side. Adams also sat down at the other end of the table. He didn’t p
