It's a cold, rainy night. You are reading in your warm living room as rain pounds on the world outside. You suddenly hear a knock at your door. You open it.

It's Sonic. He's soaked to the bone and shivering violently with cold. His arms are wrapped tightly around himself as he sways weakly on his feet, blood dripping from several wounds, an especially bad one on his left side. He's breathing heavily in pain. His green eyes stare at you desperately, yearning for help.