Silver and I are standing behind a tree that's about a couple hundred feet away from Eggman's base. "You understand the plan, right?" he asks me.
"You distract the guards, I go in for the kill—err, the flute," I confirm.
He nods his head and instructs, "Don't move in until I give you the signal."
"Got it. What's the signal?"
"It'll be obvious. Get ready for the cue. I'm going in."
Silver departs and charges toward Eggman's headquarters. I peer over the edge of the tree and watch him take action. He uses his psychokinesis to rip the door off of the building. A swarm of robots run out and try to take down Silver, but he uses his psychic powers to defeat the robots. Before long, the robots end up on the ground as piles of shrapnel. Silver rubs his hands together to get the dirt off of his gloves, then looks behind himself to see that I haven't moved.
"Was that the cue?" I yell.
Silver digs his palm into his face. "You were supposed to go while I was defeating the robots," he explains.
"Oh. Sorry."
"Guess we'll have to go in together." A large robot begins to inch up on Silver. "Eggman probably had the time to send out more robots."
"Like the one behind you?" I point out.
He turns around, and there's the angry robot, staring him down. Before Silver has the time to do anything productive, the robot swats him aside and knocks him out. "SHIT!" I swear. The robot heard that, and now it's coming after me. (I really need to stop cursing so much.)
Guess I only have one choice. It's time for me to attack this time. I rummage through my bag and try to see what I can work with. Right now, I have a crushed water bottle, a half-empty bottle of sunscreen (most of the contents got squeezed out when I was being held captive by Eggman earlier), and a frisbee. Everything else was left behind at the beach. At least this time I have something to work with.
I figure that the water bottle is useless to me right now, but the sunscreen might be helpful. Maybe if I squeeze some on the robot...
...who's right in front of me right now...
Okay, time to think fast. I squeeze the remainder of the sunscreen on the robot. It doesn't really do anything, so I just throw the bottle at the robot, which causes it to look down at me and do an identity scan of my person. "Target located," it drones. "Must return to base immediately."
The machine then begins to send its hand down to grab me; luckily, it's on the slow side. I decide to quickly scale the tree I was just hiding behind. When I'm at the top, I can see the head of the robot. I grab the frisbee and jump onto the contraption's shoulders, then begin bashing the frisbee into it's head. Of course, the frisbee is useless, but it catches the robot's attention. It begins to send its hand to its face in attempts of grabbing me. This couldn't have worked out better. One...two...
Right as the hand is about to grab me, I jump, and the robot grabs its face instead. Once my feet are firmly planted on the ground, I watch the robot struggle, which makes me laugh. Then, I run over to where Silver is, pick him up, and start running into Eggman's headquarters.
-x-
Luckily, Silver isn't unconscious for long. When he wakes up, I stop and let him off of my shoulder. "What happened?" he asks me. That robot really must've hit him hard.
I get him up to speed by telling him: "The robot's stupidity made for an easy escape."
"Oh," he understands, "well, that makes sense..."
"Let's just keep going," I urge. "We've gotta be close."
"Indeed you are," says a familiar voice coming from a loudspeaker. It's Eggman; I know it. "But no closer shall you get."
All of a sudden, walls begin to fall from the ceiling—similar to when they did so yesterday as Shadow helped me break out of here. There are only two walls descending this time; they're moving at a much faster rate, though, and they're also trying to close us in. I don't think Silver and I will make it out.
Then, Silver uses psychokinesis to hold up one of the doors enough so I can slide under it. "Go," he tells me. "Get the flute. I'll get out of here on my own, and you're the one who should get it and not me."
"Wait, why do I have to—"
"No time! Just go!"
I feel bad that I have to leave Silver to be trapped like that, but I trust that he knows what he's doing. I quickly slide under the door, and then it drops to the floor within a second. There's no going back now. I must forge on—with or without Silver's aid.