Sonic was in the Dry Dry Ruins, noting how hot the desert was as he was zipping through the temples, noting all the weird, ancient stuff written on the wall.
"Whoever designed this race course sure knows how to put up stuff no one will understand," Sonic joked as he shook his head, heading around the bend as he noticed the exit of the temple in front of him.
As Sonic made a mad dash towards the exiting ramp, the sand pouring from the ceiling dropped more considerably, which slowed Sonic down as he was buried in more yellowish sand. Sonic tried spin dashing his way out, but much to his dismay, more sand fell on top of him, hindering his progress.
"Yeck! I get enough of this back at the Oil Desert Zone!" Sonic exclaimed in distaste as he shook his head. "At least this place doesn't have dying ducks doing the music!"