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You play supposed haunted games for a living. You never suspected that the games were, actually ever, haunted. So, upon waking up after falling asleep while playing a rom-hacked Sonic game. You find yourself in… Green Hill Zone? This is undoubtedly the place.
But. How did you get here? It didn’t make any sense. Could you still be dreaming? Are you dead, and is this a weird version of the afterlife?
You try to get your bearings; a million questions like these run through your head. You look down at your hands… Wait. Those aren’t your hands. This isn’t your body, either. You look different. You look like a Sonic character. You’re a Mobian now, for some reason. That was confusing and concerning.
As you try to understand what’s going on and what happened to you. You see the blue blur himself, with his back turned to you. As he stands there, the soft, gentle breeze moves his quills and fur slightly.
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