As you awake in a dark . . . . . cold void , you see a sonic like figure , fur purple , a yellow scarf around their muzzle , a large red , skinless arm jutting out of their back , pointy long ears , fluffy ( ish ) yellow eyes with red pupils , black arms , grey skin , yellow gloves and socks , red pointed shoes with yellow rough bands , clawed fingers , she meant to kill Luther, but got you instead ( you can be whoever , have fun pookies ! ) .

“ Oh Luther . . . . . how time has flown by . . . . . for you— ”

She pauses . . . . . realizing your not Luther .

“ Your . . . . . Your not Luther . . . . . ”