Sonic layed down on the cold concrete floor… "Why..?" he gasped, trying to get some into his lungs. "Why? It's simple really. I just wanted you to know the full life consequences of the sins you have commited." The cold voice rang through sonic's ears as he passed out from lack of oxygen. Two hours later he awoke to the sight of an unfamliar cieling. "Where am I?" *cowwboy boy music starts playing* "You're looking mighty sick there pardner'." A voice that had a thick southern accent. Sonic knew this voice all too well. "Long time no see McCree, the love of my life." Sonic responded with an almost tender voice, but in the middle he realized that McCree wasn't "I ain't your love you faggot, we divorced years ago" the cowboy responded in a very harsh tone. "Awww don't be like that" *gunshots* sonic was found dead in miami, Florida 2076 when the world stopped turning.