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Sonic had been running almost since the run with Shadow. He wanted to see everything the ship had, and he wanted to see if there were any other Mobians aboard. Shadow was cool, but he wasn'y anyone from Sonic's home, and that still left the hedgehog feeling extremely lonely. That feeling also left him feeling extremely guilty, because what kind of selfish 'hog did he have to be to be capable of wishing such a fate upon his family and loved ones?

So he started running through the hangar, dashing over, under and through the ships, vehicles and robots there. It was easy to do, really. He wasn't really interested in pushing himself. As he was running, however, he saw something familiar out of the corner of his eyes. He had to circle back around to it because of his speed. The familiarity of it took a moment to dawn upon him, mostly because he hadn't seen it used in quite some time.

"No," Sonic said, "no freaking way." The device appeared to be several consoles hooked up to and surrounding a very large central pad. A plastic-like tube hung over the platform, ready to come down and surround it.

With haste, he grabbed his omnicom and the communication ring he'd been given, practically yelling into the latter device.

<< Hey! If there's some kind of machine geeks on this ships, get your butts down to the hangar yesterday! >>

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"Thanks, I think. I guess I just move too fast to worry about stuff like grudges or hatred that could hold me back." Sonic shrugged and sidestepped clumsily into another topic.

"How about you? How did you handle 'em?"

Running. Alessa knew that this sort of thing was the hedgehog's forte. t reminded her of how different this one was from the black one. He was fast, but he would not run. She knew that much.

"Me?" Alessa gave him an unpleasant smile. "Are you sure you want to know?"

"Why? Is it something I should hear about only if I don't plan on eating for a while?"

"If your constitution is that weak," Alessa said. "It isn't pretty."

"Thanks, but no thanks. It's obvious you have your way and I have mine. Let's leave it at that, huh?"

Alessa gave him a small smile. "I thought you'd say that. Smart."

She looked at the machine again. "Do you fear that thing?"

"It's complicated. Personally, I'm not afraid of it, because I'm kind of immune to it now, but for years it was used to enslave the people of Mobius."

"Really."

Alessa drew closer to the device, and touched it a moment. She tensed noticeably, and her eyes rolled in the back of her head before she withdrew her hands.

"Screams," she murmured.

"Screams? What do you mean?" Sonic now found himself utterly confused. He didn't really feel creeped out, but that might have been because he'd yet to meet anything that would be called a demon or haunt.

"You wouldn't hear it," Alessa said. "When it comes to certain items, you can leave an imprint of oneself there. I hear the protests, the despair of those subjected to this machine. It is a very unpretty voice."

She removed herself from the item. "Better that I move away from it then. I might be tempted to take vengeance."

"Vengeance? Good luck on that. 'Buttnik went over the deep end. There's not even a point to fighting him anymore."

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