The lights in the room were dim. A low groaning sound emitted from Honey's mouth. A strong pain rung through her back, what was going on? A cushion was beneath her head keeping her head on a soft surface.

The first question that rang through her head was where was she? She looked around, white plastered walls that was all she saw. Then there was a small shadow in the background. Honey propped herself on her elbow to get a better view of the shadow, it looked somewhat familiar.

Honey closed her eyes; she tried to concentrate her thoughts. Her head ached so much that it was unbelievable. What's wrong with her?

A small voice wrung through the room, "She's awake," the voice exclaimed, what was he talking about, why do I know that voice. Honey tried to mutter something, but her words were slurred, wait, she couldn't speak at all.

Three more shadowy figures moved into the room, a crocodile, a chameleon, and an armadillo. Honey snapped up at the view of the armadillo, why was he so familiar. Honey moved one of her arms to grab the figure, but soon the forms started to disappear. Honey whined and screamed, no it was fading too quickly, and she grabbed at nothing.

Honey thought that she had woken up, but it was the fact that she had run out of energy. Once again was on the beach, where had she been, why did she go there. Honey wanted to go back, so she decided to go back to sleep. She wished and wished to be at the same place and in the same situation.

Honey was back. She mustered up her strength to get up, but a soft hand was there to push her back down. She looked to see who it was, to a surprise it was Espio, and she was hoping it was Mighty, but he seemed less interested in Honey. "You need to rest, you've been down for a while," came Espio's deep voice. Honey looked into his yellow eyes and quickly looked away, that horn always freaked her out.

Honey laid back down, was he still mad at her.

Those words.

The five words that changed everything.

She wanted everything to go back to normal; she wanted her best friend back. Why was she so ignorant? Why had she done something that dumb?

Honey scoped out her surroundings. She had found out that her speaking hadn't been so good, actually, she had forgotten most of it, of English. Honey once again tried her voice, nothing, again. It was her dream she realized, that means she controls everything that happens. 'Make Mighty come to me,' she commanded her mind to do.

Mighty stood right where he was, completely unmoved, it hadn't worked. He was engaged in a conversation with Vector and Charmy. What was he talking about, why did he hate her? From Honey's of view she couldn't see what Mighty was saying, honestly she couldn't hear much, it was a shocker that she had heard what Espio was saying.

Mighty was enjoying speaking to his friends, it didn't bother him that Honey woke but, he wasn't necessarily happy about it. Mighty still could remember those five words that broke his heart, and after a while, it had come true for quite some time. He wanted to forget that horrid day.

Mighty looked back at Honey who laid lazily on the bed. She had lost so much weight that it was unbelievable, she was small, weak, and gray was starting to appear in her hair. Yet, he honestly missed her cheery attitude.

Mighty quickly turned his head so that Honey wouldn't notice what he was doing. He realized that Vector and Charmy had noticed and they were laughing. "I don't like her," Mighty protested. Those two had been insisting that he liked Honey since they were little. "Of…course…you…don't," Charmy stifled through giggles.

Mighty lightly slapped Charmy, who fell from his flight pattern. He made an "Oof," sound as he hit the ground. Vector was now glaring at Mighty who honestly couldn't care. Espio walked up to the group and casually asked about Charmy. He decided to take Mighty's side on the situation, only because he was spying on the duo when they had the fight.

"So where is her mortal body," Espio asked full of concern. "Right there, you idiot," was what Charmy answered arms crossed on the ground. "We're in the Spiritual World," Espio growled. The whole room silenced, what did he mean? Mighty seemed the most bewildered, he never even heard of this place. He looked around, maybe that was why he only partially knew where he was.

"'How'd we get here Espy," Vector interrogated. Espio shrugged, "Only few people know how to get here, I being one of them," Espio said, half angered.

Honey stirred and once again was propped up on her elbows. She was glaring at them, but said nothing. Mighty didn't want to be hear then, "How do I get back," he asked. "Since you were summoned by someone only that person can return you to your body," he stated slyly. Mighty grunted and left the room.

He went to the room he had claimed as his own and sat on the bed. This was so agonizing. Mighty brushed his red spikes, his blue eyes darted around the room. This wasn't like him, was he dreaming; know Espio had said that he was in the Spiritual World. Wait spiritual, spirits, he could go see his dead parents, maybe they had summoned him. Mighty jumped out the window and fell on clouds. How do you find parents, Mighty wondered.

He looked around and found the people finder, it was a weird thing, but he liked the idea of lone. Mighty went to the people finder and inserted his parents' names. In an instant he was with his deceased parents.