Shadow led them through a door; on the other side were bare rooms with bars separating the space.

Ray: I thought you were planning on getting us out!

Shadow: Haven’t you ever heard of a midnight breakout? Be patient, me and Blain will get you.

Flash: Like we have a choice.

Shadow walked out of the room cellars and locked the door behind him. Flash and Ray were in separate cells and they both heard Shadow say “Naïve bastards”

Ray: Not the most heart-warming of friends is he?

Flash: My bet is he’s old fashioned. He may look like a Goth teenager but he’s older than 50.

As Flash was expecting, Ray made a very bewildered face.

Flash: He’s from space, and he’s from the past!

Ray: Oh well now I’ve heard everything.

Flash: -_-

They both resorted to sitting on the floor as there are no chairs. Flash started thinking about the choices Eggman gave him. After all, there was no guarantee that Shadow would get them out. It plagued his mind as Ray tried to break the bars out of boredom.
Tedious hours passed and Ray had fell asleep from exhaustion. Flash was trying to roll his hat down his arm when the door opened again.
Shadow came in carrying a pistol and a jacket. He opened the jail doors and Flash and Ray sleepily followed him out the door. Blain was guarding the room with some type of SMG in his hand, he was remarkably different looking, than the last time Flash saw him. He looked a lot older, with now black gloves and another scar across his eye. He too was very scruffy. Flash would’ve hugged him, but this wasn’t a good time.

Blain: Haven’t you heard? Hats are so last year!

Flash started to complain but Blain was already off down the hallway. Shadow and Blain ran in front acting as Flash and Ray’s sat nav. Flash noticed the same number printed on every wall.

Flash: What does “12” mean?

Blain: It’s the level, we’ve gotta get up to 30 to reach ground level.

Flash: 0_o’

Blain found an air vent, the cage rusting. He kicked the cage open and huddled the other three through before him. They crawled and snaked in and out of a maze of tunnels until there was no other way to go but up.

Flash: What is the point of all these?

Blain: Be grateful that we’re almost out of here.

All four of the walls were smoother than skin, their shoes would never get grip up the narrow pathway.

Blain: Almost being literal, how’re we going to get up there?

Shadow: This bat person has wings. *pointing to Ray*

Ray: Ray, can’t fly all three of you up to the top.

Flash suddenly snapped his fingers with an idea, and amazed his life long friends with a chaos emerald fished out of his hat. He did the same as he had first tried the trick on Angel Island. He closed his eyes and slightly sniggered at Shadow and Blain’s baffled faces, and wished he had wings. Ray of course was used to this and showed no surprise.
The electrical sparks crackling off Flash once again formed wing bones and the wish had become true, he opened his eyes and Shadow and Blain had comically fainted.

Shadow: How the frack!

Flash: No time to explain. Ray, grab Shadow and you can use your shoes. Blain, I’ll carry you, let’s go.

They didn’t argue and they begun to lift off, Flash in front. As they got higher up the ventilation shaft it started to get unbearably hot, making it a struggle for Ray to keep up. Blain noticed Ray slowing down and let go of one of Flash’s feet and grabbed Ray’s sleeve. Flash felt the extra weight but managed to carry them up to the cage door at the top.
Above the cage, was nothing but sunshine and sand, suddenly the sand vibrated with energy and the cage door burst open falling miles away. Flash fell head first in the sand, exhausted from how much weight he was carrying. The others stood around, not hurrying to save Flash and instead brushing their fur.

Flash: A little help here please!

Blain eventually pulled Flash’s feet and eventually his head was lying on the sand.

Flash: Where are we?

Shadow: Eggman’s top secret case, no-one knows where this is because you can’t find this place on the radar. This is probably why everyone thought we were dead.

Blain: When actually we were alive, working as servants for him. He made artificial life-forms of us and on-purposely smashed them to bits.

Shadow: Those robots must have been used as phoneys for the cameras, which is what you must have seen in the newspaper. (Chapter 5)

Blain: Eggman contacted GUN and said he had us captive. GUN couldn’t do anything because they didn’t know where we were, so they didn’t object to the media when they said we were dead.

Shadow: We didn’t think there was a way out if there wasn’t a way in. Eggman wouldn’t have let us go. And then you guys came out of the blue. How?

Flash was trying to piece everything together.

Ray: We chaos controlled here.

Shadow looked at Flash. Flash shrugged and produced the 3 emeralds from his hat.

Shadow: Seems they’re giving away the title away these days (where have I heard that before?)

Flash gave a look of confusion, as Shadow took his own emerald out. It was a green colour but it looked ancient, much older than the other emeralds.

Shadow: If you got in using chaos control, then we can get out.