CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
One week later …
With a soft ding, the elevator doors opened up and Beams, his backpack slung over his shoulder, stepped out of the elevator into Level 1 of the Elastic Cave. “Hey, boss, I’m here!”
As Beams expected, Rubberman sat at Mission Control, where he was watching what seemed to be a news report on the damage wrought by last week’s Darzen invasion of Golden City. From what Beams could tell, most of the news stations still had no idea what happened and so had brought on a variety of ‘UFO experts’ to try to explain it, often in unintentionally hilarious ways. Beams remembered one interview with a ‘UFO expert’ with crazy black hair sticking up everywhere who claimed that the aliens were a government conspiracy meant to frighten the people into accepting a one wo
