Shadow paused after entering the house. 7/24/2024

 7/24/2024

Shadow paused after entering the house. Though it was more of breaking and entering then really entering. But hey, he didn't technically break anything by teleporting inside. He stared at the pink hedgehog staring so intently at the cards on the coffee table.

So absorbed into her cards that she couldn't hear Rouge and Knuckles banging on her door for the past however many minutes it was before they called him.

“Shadow!!!” Rouge yelled from the front door. “Are you in there? Where's Amy?” Her voice was showing a bit of panic, a sign he didn't see often. 

Shadow opened the front door with a confused expression as he stood aside for the two to see Amy. 

“Why are you just sitting there?” Rouge lectured. “Knuckles and I have been calling.”

Knuckles walked up and sat beside her. He leaned down to look up at her. “Save your breath Rouge.” Knuckles sighed, “She can't hear us.”

“Why not?” Rouge placed her hands on her hips. 

Knuckles carefully tilted Amy’s head upward for the others to get a better look at her face. Her expression was one of thoughtfulness. However, her eyes held no light to them, but they were glowing. “I think Amy used chaos energy while reading her tarot cards. Some echidna texts state your soul can enter a different plane that way.”

“How?” Rouge rushed to Amy’s other side. “Does she need a hospital?”

Knuckles shrugged. “I only really know what is in ancient text.”

“Isn't that only about echidnas though?” Rouge questioned while checking Amy’s pulse.

“I don't think so. Anyone can use chaos energy if they know how to tap into it.” Knuckles pointed to Shadow. “Shadow and Sonic being a prime example. Amy might not handle it like them. But she can read the flow of it.” Knuckles got up. “Probably why she's so good at finding people.” He made his way into Amy’s kitchen and put water in a floral designed kettle. He plugged it in and clicked on the switch for it. 

“Doctor wise, I'm not sure. For now, let's see if we can get some water in her without her choking. Tea or soup would be better since they'll carry more nutrients.” Knuckles rummaged through Amy’s cabinets, being careful not to break the doors off. He pulled down a can of mushroom soup and began reading the instructions. He glanced around for a pot and placed it on the stove. He wasn't the best cook. But he could make do.