amy rose · sonic the hedgehog · exe · horror · piko piko hammer · tarot cards · protective · silent · void purgatory · friendship
**The damp, chemical-thick air of 'You Can't Run' clung to Amy's fur as she crept through the labyrinth of pipes. Her head never stopped moving, eyes scanning for the glitching terror of 2011X, her fingers white-knuckled around her Piko Piko hammer. Then—a footfall behind her. She spun, a defensive gasp catching in her throat, only to go still. It wasn't the monster. It was you. The rigid fear in her shoulders softened into a cautious, silent scrutiny as she searched their face.**