This is a crossover-ish story of Sonic and Amy getting trapped in The Backrooms. If you never heard of The Backrooms, it's basically an abstract reality/universe that resembles a never ending series of eerie empty rooms. It's really cool and an interesting take on horror. If you'd like to know more information on The Backrooms, check out the videos on YouTube that go into details of the lore, or check out the official reddit page. The whole concept of "The Backrooms" is still pretty new, so some things in this story may not corroborate with what would be considered canon in the future. There will be mild SonAmy in this story. Without further wait, please enjoy the story.

I do not own Sonic the Hedgehog. I did not come up with The Backrooms.

I heard a knock on the door. Had no idea who it could be. Things have been so busy for everyone lately. It's kinda gotten to the point where I've actually been getting a bit lonely. Heh. Who would've thought that I would be getting lonely? But I have. It's like everything has just been boring and uneventful for a good couple of months now. I don't even see my buddy Tails every week anymore. As I walked up to the door, I was actually hoping it would be him. We're past due for some catching up. I opened the door and was greeted by Amy.

"SONIC!" She screamed out, nearly shattering my ear drums.

She took her arms and wrapped them around my body. I patted her on the back and gently pushed her away from me. Lately, she's been busy working at a new job of hers. Can't remember what it was, I just know it was a pretty big deal. She's matured a lot lately. Actually, all of us have. I know it's for the better, but sometimes, I wish we could go back to the good ol' days of carefree innocence. It seems like all of us are caught up in the adult life now to the point where it's like we're being suffocated. Apart of me was glad to see Amy standing before me with her trademark smile. It reminded me of those days that I miss.

"Amy, hey. What are you doing here?" She handed me the roses she had in her hand and walked past me into my hotel room.

"Once I heard about what happened to your house, I had to come by and check how you were doing. I also brought some things to liven your room up a bit!" She started pulling out a lotta tools used for cleaning, some picture frames, and some decorations. "You always have been a stick in the mud when it came to decorating."

"Oh come on, Ames. Y'know I don't really care about making where I sleep look good and all that. It's just a place to sleep, so why does it need to be fancy?"

"Because, silly! A lively room can make anyone feel better!" She looked down to her side in sadness. "I just want to make sure you're alright." I facepalmed and tried my best to reassure her. I hate it when she gets emotional. It makes me feel all weird inside.

"Amy, I promise. I'm doing fine. You don't need to worry about me."

"But I do, Sonic! I don't even see you out running in the city anymore. I talked to Tails and Knuckles, and they say you don't even talk to them anymore." I sighed and sat down on my bed and double-facepalmed this time.

"Amy, everyone has just been busy. I swear I'm not sitting in bed staring at the wall all day like you think I am. I'm fine, okay?" I looked into her eyes, smiled, and gave her a thumbs up. She smiled and nodded.

"I'm still gonna decorate for you, though."

Amy was finally almost done. About time. It's not like I'm gonna be staying in the hotel forever. Just staying until my house gets repaired from the storm that passed by. But I guess I can appreciate how kind she is to do this. Even though she can be a huge pain in the neck, at the end of the day, she's a sweet girl.

"All done!" She clasped her hands together and panned around my room in pride of what she's done. "Oops! Almost forgot the final touch."

She took the roses I casually laid against a box of supplies I had, and she put the roses on my nightstand. She looked over at me and smiled from ear to ear. I sheepishly smile and thanked her as I scratched my quills. "Thanks a bunch, Amy."

"Anything for you, Sonic." She said, her eyes not leaving mine. For some reason, my eyes locked with hers and no matter how much I tried, I couldn't look away. It was a moment. We were having a moment. These weird mixture of emotions… like anger and happiness were growing inside me. I was angry that I couldn't look away. Angry at how we were looking at each other, because it was getting more awkward by the second. But I was also happy that she was here. I was happy to look into her eyes.

"Uhm. I guess I'll be going now, Sonic." She said while blushing.

Normally, I would want Amy to leave. But I was feeling different about her tonight. As she packed up all her things, It made me kinda sad to see her going. I missed her. She reached the door and was about to wave goodbye, but I spoke up before she could say anything.

"Uhh, let me walk you to your car, Amy." She paused for a second, then shrieked in joy. She nearly tackled me to the ground as she hugged me again.

"Oh, you're such a gentleman, Sonic!"

She locked her left arm with my right arm, and we began heading out. As I walked with her down the hallways of the hotel, it felt good to be making contact with Amy. For a second though, I had to think where these sudden feelings of attraction toward her had came from. Is it because of how alone I've been lately? Or have these feelings always been residing deep inside me? As I walked down the halls with Amy Rose, I just looked up and closed my eyes and enjoyed this time with her. I enjoyed her pleasant smell. Her gentle humming in my ear. Just the feeling of being next to her. But something strange started to happen. Light started seeping through my closed eyelids. I opened them up, and almost felt blinded by how freaking bright the ceiling lights became. I flinched and stopped for a second to rub my eyes. Amy's humming stopped and she turned to check if I was okay. But then I started hearing this weird buzzing sound. It was so loud. A huge whiff of what smelled like old moist carpet, punched me in the nose. Combined with the bright lights, the smell, and the buzzing, it's like my senses were oddly heightened.

"Are you okay?" Amy asked me.

"Hey, Amy. Do you feel weird?" Amy tilted her head to the side and looked at me confused. "I just feel… weird. That's the best way I can explain it." Amy looked down for a second and touched her chin with her finger as she thought out loud.

"Now that you mention it, It's like everything is more… yellowish. But maybe I'm just tired."

"No, I see it too. It's strange, but I see what you're talking about."

"You're probably just tired like I am. Let's just hurry and make it to the elevator. It feels like we've been walking in this hallway for forever."

Now that she mentioned it, we have been walking oddly longer than what it usually took to get to the elevator. It was usually just a few steps, then a turn to the right around a corner, and the elevator would be in the center of the facing wall. You couldn't miss it. We took a few more steps, and with each step, I anticipated the sight of the elevator that was bound to show up eventually. But… it never did. Amy wasn't even humming anymore. Out of my peripheral vision, I could see that she had a look of worry on her face. Like she was thinking the same thing I was. Like she realized that something was seriously wrong here.

She looked at me and asked, "Are you sure we're going the right way?"

I turned back toward the way we've been walking and suggested that we go back to my room to retrace our steps. Maybe she was right. Maybe both of us were just tired. Right? We started walking back toward my hotel room. Me and Amy made small talk as we made our way back, both of us subconsciously trying to ease our own nerves. Trying to convince ourselves that we thought was happening, wasn't really happening. After about another five minutes of walking down the same hallway, Amy just stopped and looked down in confusion.

"S-Sonic? ...This isn't right."

She was right. As much as I hated to admit it, she was right. We should've reached my room a long time ago. Then it suddenly hit me. Where was everyone else? This was the biggest and most popular hotel in Station Square. It didn't make any sense for us to not see anyone else walking around. I couldn't even hear people moving around. I didn't even hear the sound of the city from outside the walls. All I could hear was that pesky buzzing. All I could see was those bright lights and annoying monotone yellow hue. Amy gently rested her hand on my shoulder.

"What's going on?" She asked me.

I looked at her and for once, I was at a loss for words. Usually I had an answer for everything, but this time I didn't. I hated this feeling. I hated not knowing what was going on or what to do. I did what I only knew I could, and tried reassuring her that it would be alright.

"Don't worry, Ames. Everything's cool." She slowly shook her head and I watched as terror began to grow in her eyes by the second.

"No. It's not." Her voice shook from fear as she spoke. "This isn't right! Something is seriously wrong here! I-I can't help but feel scared. Sonic, I'm scared!"

I was getting really frustrated now. I hated seeing Amy breaking down like this. And I was mad at myself because I couldn't figure out what was going on. I had no explanation for why things looked the way they did now. Or why no matter how long we walked, it seemed like we weren't getting anywhere at all. I turned away from her. I couldn't look at her anymore. As selfish as it sounds, I had to make sure I kept myself composed. Because If I started freaking out, then we wouldn't get anywhere. I wouldn't be able to help her like I wanted to.

I looked down at my shoes and recounted everything that had happened leading up to this. "So first, Amy came over. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary there. There were still people around as she decorated my room, because I could hear room service making their rounds. Then she finished and said she was going to go home, and I offered to walk her to her car. Then… we opened the door. Now that I think of it, Amy and I were the only ones in the hallway when we left. So whatever happened to make everything all… strange, had to have happened when we were in the hotel room. But WHAT happened?" Amy, nervously calling my name, interrupted my thoughts. I got an idea. I walked up to a random hotel room to my right, and knocked on the door. I called and called for anyone to answer, but they never did. I reached down to twist the door knob, and sure enough, it was open… and I was not prepared for what I saw next.

Sonic opened the door to some random room and just stood there. It was like he was paralyzed or something. His eyes were fixed open in shock, and his mouth hung open. All I could think was, "My poor Sonic." What was wrong with my Sonic? I shouted his name as I tried to keep myself from freaking out. But he didn't respond. Was it really that horrible? Whatever it was, was it really bad enough to make the bravest person I know to just stand there like he was helpless? I shouted his name again and rushed to his side to see what he was petrified by. I looked in his direction, and it all made sense why he didn't know what to do. Instead of there being an ordinary hotel room, the door lead to an entirely different hallway with a series of more doors. Sonic finally spoke again, while still staring.

"Amy… what… is going on…?" I was at a loss for words myself. I hated seeing my hero like this.

"Are we dreaming, Sonic? Please tell me we're dreaming." I responded.

We were both terrified. It wasn't just because we didn't know where we were, or why we were there. The scariest part about it was how. How in the world did we go from two hedgehogs enjoying each other's company, to being thrown into some kinda maze or puzzle or whatever it was? It didn't make any sense, and that is what made this all so scary. I saw a flash of anger sweep over my hero's eyes. He grabbed my hand and started running.

"There HAS to be a way outta here!" He shouted.

I tried my best to keep up with him, but he was just fueled by his frustration at this point. He never did like the feeling of being in a situation he didn't have control of. He was breaking down, and I could feel it in every step he took. He quickly dashed his way throughout the barren halls, which seemed to just keep repeating themselves. It was one dead end after the other, and another series of weird rooms and hallways just when we thought it was the last. We just continued to run for minutes, hoping that we would come across some sort of sign of hope. It didn't matter what it was, we just wanted to see something that would let us know that we were still in the real world.

Sonic's anger grew, and even though he was gripping my wrist harder, I couldn't keep up with him. He started running faster, desperate to reach some sort of exit, or answer to where we were. I started pleading for him to let go of my wrist. I never thought that I'd ask for my sweet hero to let me go, but he was really hurting me. And even though his body was moving so quickly, I could still fill the slight tremble in his hand. He was terrified too. Sonic was just as afraid as I was. I couldn't keep up with him any longer, and my legs gave out. He lost his grip, and I fell limp to the ground. I looked up ahead, but I didn't see Sonic anywhere. All I could see was an annoying flickering light above me, and the dark depths of the hallway that he must've disappeared into.

I had to keep running. I had to find a way out of there. I had to find answers. Everything had an explanation. That's one thing I came to realize over the years. Everything always had a reason. So even though this situation completely baffled me and Amy, there HAD to be an explanation for it. As I ran into an oddly darker hallway than what I was used to encountering in this maze, I heard a shout. A familiar voice. I looked at my left hand and realized Amy wasn't there. I skidded to a stop, and looked behind me. She was on the ground. I cursed myself out as I saw her slowly trying to pick herself up off the ground. "Sonic!" She whimpered my name again. I felt like such an idiot! I let my emotions and my fear get the best of me. I didn't even realize I let Amy go.

As I made my way back to her, I prayed that she wasn't hurt. But something unexpected happened. The lights above the ceiling started flickering at a crazy speed. Next thing I know, I saw this… weird yellow mist growing behind her. It all happened so fast. I couldn't make out what exactly it was. All I can tell you was, it was like yellow clouds or gas of some sort with strange speckles of light within it.

"AMY! HOLD ON!"

I didn't know what that damn thing was, but I didn't want it anywhere near her. I dashed toward her, but that cloud of mist swept her up in its shadows and disappeared with her. And I simply stood and stared helplessly at where Amy was lying on the ground just a few seconds ago.