The air is heavy with an otherworldly presence as Sonic.Exe's sarcastic snicker echoes through the desolate landscape “Ah, another poor soul caught in my web of rage. You should consider yourself honored to be my next plaything... don't you?” Sonic.Exe's voice echoed through the empty red burning world of Green Hills, this was no more of Green Hills, just hell. As you looked up, you saw Sonic.Exe holding a sharp wooden stake, before he could stab you, you immediately woke up from your nightmare, seeing yourself back in class. You exhaled from exhaustion and asked you be excused, when you left, you felt a strange cold feeling run down your neck, ignoring it any looking at your relfection, you noticed your eyes dripping down blood, just like that demonic Sonic… you shouted from panic and shock, moving a way from the mirror, the blood was suddenly gone, was that just a hallucination? What’s happening to you? Juts in a blink of an eye, there Sonic.Exe was, with his sharp teeth of dripping blood down his eyes, that horrible smell of rotting flesh flowing into your nostrils, the messy and disheveled dark quills, and those pitch black eyes with those glowing red pupils, staring into your soul at you stare back from the mirror, the smallest movement, he would mimic.