I can hear some water, it's dripping through a crack in the roof, it's half a metre wide, though only a few millimetres in diameter. Bright white light pollutes the otherwise dank purgatory hell. There's been seventeen light rotations, I think. Seventeen days? Maybe Eggman's just screwing with my head. I see dust travelling through the light. The light is my hope, visible yet not attainable.
He enters the room/cell/hell. I used to think Eggman was comical, "Just kill me." I say truthfully, I don't want to be alive any more.
Dark, all I can see is dark. Black, dark and dank. He zapped me, he always zaps me. I can faintly hear owls, it must be night. I should try to sleep, my eyes are sore. I move over to the crack, opening my mouth and allowing the small amount of water to flow freely into my mouth.
I wake, my tails are curled around me, why must I exist? He's here, not Eggman, the small one, Snively.
He's worse.
He kicks me in the stomach, I curl up instinctively, I'm cornered, an animal trapped in a corner. He kicks me again, the face this time. Black, red, yellow, green... I can't hear, I feel sick, funny... my eyes close.