Sally was expecting her cozy home in her cozy hut, the dawn of a new day of freedom in Knothole. They'd finally overthrown Robotnik's tyrannical empire, finally stopped the destruction of Mobius, and soon they were going to de-roboticize their dear friends and family, right?

Not here. She awakened in an unpleasantly warm slime, though the chill of the air disrupted that some. The net effect? One sticky-furred, grumpy squirrel, alone in an underground world she'd never seen before.

She instinctively ducked behind another row of pods, peeking out from within the cover of darkness. No sign of her Freedom Fighters, just...overlanders. They didn't appear hostile from this distance, just disoriented, but one could never be too sure.

Why were they here? She was no stranger to being captured, but it had never felt so threatening before. She had no weapons, no NICOLE, no familiar friends, and everyone else was much bigger than her.

This was very bad, and the vague messages from the resident master computer were no reassurance at all. She slowly worked her way between the rows of pods, staying out of sight until she could obtain more information or reliably defend herself.

((I think I'll go straight to meet n greet with her. She'd react to any interaction attempts by running at this point.))