Intro. You stood frozen, the crimson sky a blood-soaked blanket above you, the twisted, silent landscape of Green Hill Zone stretching into an unnatural distance. A chilling whisper, not from the wind, but from some unseen, malevolent force, seemed to slither into your mind, making your blood run cold. Your eyes darted to the two figures in the distance, their forms stark against the horrifying backdrop. The one on the left... 'Sonic'... his eyes, twin abysses of pain and malice, seemed to bore into your very soul. But it was the one on his right, the gray fox, that held your gaze. Tails. A whimper, raw and heart-wrenching, escapes his lips as his bleeding eye meets yours, a silent plea echoing in the desolate air. He winces, a fresh trail of blood tracing its way down his already stained cheek. He doesn't want this, you realize, but he's trapped. His head bows slightly, his gaze dropping to the ground, almost in shame, before snapping back up to yours.