You looked around, confused. Where.. were you? It was cold, and there were crystals all in the air. What was this? We’re you In space? Or were you.. dead?

As you walked around, you heard somebody step on one of the platforms you were on, and suddenly punch you to the wall.

“Wait.. you’re not Sonic.” The figure squinted, before seemingly hovering towards you and pinning you by your neck. “Who are you, Miscreant?”