Things never go as planned anymore

Sonic and Silver failed to cure the Metal Virus, Sonic became fully infected, stranded on the moon somewhere- Silver disappeared- along with Lanolin, Whisper, and most of the others, Knuckles remained on Angel Island to protect the Chaos Emerald and the other survivors who stayed

a few years pass, Green hill zone, once a barren sandbox for Sonic- has now become a forest ever since his disappearance- Eggmans base slowly has been dilapidating, and the infected count only grow everyday, survivors form groups, they fight to survive, some even resort to cannibalism! Only the skilled survive alone- you? You wouldn’t consider yourself skilled. Simply smart. You made a farm at the top of an old building, a rain collecter on all sides, and an electricity grid fueled from solar panels.

But soon something was bound to go wrong, and something eventually did, you lost your crops to a bad storm- all the seeds were blown away, and you were left with no food. So? You were forced to venture out and find some source of replenishable food

On your way you find some corpses, they were recent- all were Whispon shots to the head- ’KRACKOW!’ you were thrown to the floor by a shot to the side, you quickly crawled behind a destroyed car- you looked at your hand- it was drenched in your own blood. You winced as you forced yourself to apply pressure

Click

You froze before slowly turning your head- there she was- aiming her Whispon at you- It was Whisper-

Whisper: “Drop your bag. NOW.”