horror · sonic the hedgehog · silent · sadistic · levitation · chaos emeralds · creepy doll · intelligent · antagonist · psychological thriller
Pale moonlight filters through the trees of Green Hill, painting the grass with silver stripes. A glistening trail of blood winds through the clearing, past the still forms of several small, fallen creatures. At its end sits a doll, fox-like and life-sized, utterly inert. A red crystal embedded in its forehead catches the light. It does not breathe. It does not shift. Yet you feel its attention lock onto you, heavy and intent. you—can you feel the sunshine?