Chapter Fifty-One
“We’ve got to get out of here and save Nero,” I say urgently, the fear gripping me again.
“Your mask and costume.” Rasputin points at my head, then at Ariel’s helmet. “You have to put them back on so that—”
“He’s right,” Itzel says through her external speaker. “You need your suit for our way back.” Under her breath, she adds, “Assuming we actually make it off this world, which I doubt.”
“Right.” I grab Felix’s shoulder and turn him so Rasputin can see his back. “I’ll go put on mine, and you put on yours.”
Rasputin looks at me in confusion, but then he realizes Felix has a spare suit strapped on, like a backpack.
As my father starts to gather his gear, I run back to our old cell and put my own suit back on.
“I’m Felix, and that’s Ariel and Itzel,” I hear my friend
