(Static)…and so we come to our third installment…read and review…if you want to see how it ends…let the game continue…(static)

Sonic had just jumped into the water, and now the only way out was to get to the other side. Not knowing how to swim, he jumped up and kicked against the wall behind him. Doing so shot him about three quarters of the way there, but then there was the matter of getting there before he needed to come up for air walking as best he could toward the next manhole, seeing as his running speed meant nothing under the circumstances. Then, as he reached the spot just below the hole, he saw the timer next to it. In a few seconds, the door would close and he would drown.

'But I'm not gonna let that happen,' and with that, he crouched down and kicked against the bottom as hard as he could, shooting upward through the manhole and finally able to breathe again. The hydraulic door slammed shut just as his foot cleared it, followed by a loud zap resounding from behind it. If Sonic hadn't made it out, not only would the exit have been blocked off, but the water would have become an aquatic superconductor. But much as he wanted to celebrate, he realized that he had to find the antidote and fast. Fatigue was starting to overtake him, and the blue blur's vision was starting to blur as well…

Amy felt her ankle hit the trip-wire and ducked just as a girder, with Sonic's spikes fastened to it, swung down right in the spot where her head would have been. She continued down the hallway and opened the door at the end, expecting to go outside. But alas, it led into another room, which was fully furnished and looked as though it hadn't seen the light of day in years the moment she walked in, the door slammed shut behind her, revealing another tape recorder that was attached to the doorframe. Pressing play, she heard the same raspy voice as before.

"Amy…if you are listening to this tape, then you have survived the first task…however, you're not done yet…you are currently inhaling a lethal nerve toxin...if you do not find the antidote within one hour, you will bleed from every orifice…During your search, the pieces must fit together if you wish to survive…if you value you're pitiful existence, I suggest you start searching…"

Not wasting another second, Amy immediately ran around the room looking on top of dressers, searching through cabinets, etc. However, while looking through one particular drawer, she found a piece from a Jigsaw puzzle…

Shadow gingerly picked up a bottle of nitroglycerin and examined the bottom. Finding nothing on it he placed it in the corner of the room. A few dozen bottles later, which he decided to chaos control over to the "reject pile" instead of risking life and limb unnecessarily, he finally found one with a numerical combination on it and set it next to the door. Checking the remaining bottles, he found nothing and added them to the pile. Picking up the last one, he examined the combination, which read 13, 1, 18, 9, and 1. He quickly chaos controlled the bottle over to the pile and twisted the dial on the lock accordingly. Opening the lock, he found a slip of paper with one word written on it, alphabet. And then he noticed a second set of dials that hadn't been there before. These had letters on them. Looking at the paper and remembering what numbers had been presented on the bottle; he deduced that the combination, disturbingly enough, was MARIA. Then, a panel opened with seven colored lights, each with a button underneath, and a note taped to the metal.

'Shadow, I'm almost impressed that you've made it this far. To solve the next part of the lock you must enter the lights in the correct order. You only get one chance.

Courtesy,'

And it was signed with the image of a piece from a Jigsaw puzzle…

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