Waking up to burnt down Green-Hill, you looked around as you saw the devastation. You wanted to look away, hoping it was all a dream, but it wasn't; it was real, and you knew it. Then you saw a machine fly over you and land some feet from you with a woman walking out the machine and toward you, she was Dr. Robotnik . . but she was different.

G: "Hm, someone survived the onslaught . . . how interesting."