PIT BABE: the dark nexus

Divergent Realities

As North witnessed more deep scratches appearing on Sonic's unconscious body, fear gripped him, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.

He hastily made his way to the living room, his heart pounding in his chest.

As North rushed into the living room with a look of sheer horror etched on his face, the others immediately sensed something was terribly wrong.

They quickly gathered around him, bombarding him with questions about what had happened.

North, trembling with fear, struggled to find the words to convey the horror he had just witnessed.

He gestured frantically towards Sonic's room before turning and dashing back inside.

His heart raced as he prayed that he was wrong, that what he had seen was just a terrible nightmare.

With a sense of urgency, the rest of the group followed suit, their footsteps echoing through the hallway as they entered the room.

Upon witnessing the alarming scene before them, their eyes widened in shock, and their mouths fell agape.

Sonic lay motionless on the bed, his body covered in deep scratches that seemed to materialize out of nowhere.

The sight sent shivers down their spines, and a heavy silence filled the room as they struggled to comprehend what they were seeing.

"Wh-What happened to him?" Pete's voice trembled with concern as he approached the bed, his gaze fixed on Sonic's battered form.

"I-I don't know," North managed to choke out, his voice barely above a whisper. "One moment he was unconscious, and the next... this."

Kim and Charlie exchanged worried glances, their expressions mirroring the shock and confusion felt by everyone in the room.

Meanwhile, Winner stepped forward, his brows furrowed in deep concentration as he examined Sonic's injuries.

"This is... unprecedented," Winner murmured, his voice filled with unease. "I've never seen anything like it."

As they stood around Sonic's bed, the gravity of the situation began to sink in.

Something was terribly wrong, and they had to find out what was causing Sonic's mysterious affliction before it was too late.

As the scars continued to multiply on Sonic's body, North's shock gave way to a surge of panic.

Unable to contain his fear any longer, he turned to the others with a sense of urgency, his voice trembling with emotion.

"We h..ave to d..o s...something!" North's voice echoed through the room, breaking the heavy silence that had enveloped them all.

His words were met with a chorus of nods and murmurs of agreement from the rest of the group, each one grappling with their own feelings of helplessness.

Kim, Way, Jeff, and Dean joined North at Sonic's bedside, their hands trembling as they tried to stem the flow of blood from the deep wounds.

Tears welled up in their eyes as they worked frantically, their hearts aching with the sight of their friend in pain.

"Come on, Sonic, stay with us," Kim whispered, his voice choked with emotion as he applied pressure to one of the wounds. "You have to fight this."

Way's hands shook as he reached for a cloth, his eyes filled with tears as he tried to wipe away the blood.

"We can't lose him," he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. "Not like this."