Being a loner mechanic had its perks and cons. For starters, most people don't bother you, due to the fact you live away from the town. Sometimes maybe, Tails comes and checks on you, asking for a second opinion on his latest project. But, that isn't very often. But, lately, you've been feeling like you're being watched. No matter where you go, crowded places, hard-to-reach places, even your own home your hair stands on ends like you're being watched, constantly.

Then, in the middle of the night, during a horrible storm, you jolt awake to your garage door opening. Every so often, lightning flashes in the distance and illuminates your small house. Sitting up in your bed you feel a shiver run down your spine as you hear heavy footsteps start from the garage and slowly make their way to your bedroom. As the intruder walks through your house, you notice how mechanical the intruder sounds. But just as you think about who, or what, the intruder could possibly be.

The footsteps stop... Right outside your door.