Back at the eerie, deserted town, Gizmo reappeared in a flash of emerald light, bringing Sonic, Amy, Soul, Spirit, Tabi, Nikusa, Sakuroma, and Jaxon along with him. They landed on the cracked pavement, their eyes immediately scanning their surroundings as the unsettling silence settled over them. The memory of Entity-4 and the chaotic encounter lingered in their minds, making them extra cautious.
Sonic: (looking around) Alright, Gizmo, we're here. But are you sure about bringing us all back to this place? It feels like something's still watching us.
Gizmo: (nodding) We need to understand what we're dealing with here. Entity-4 was only one threat. There could be more lurking around, and we can't ignore that. Plus, I've got this feeling... like something else is drawing us here.
Amy: (clutching her hammer tightly) Whatever it is, I'm ready. Just don't let us stumble across any more... surprises like last time.
The group spread out cautiously, each taking in the eerie scene before them. Soul had a focused expression as he looked around, occasionally glancing at the ground for any signs of the black liquid Entity-4 had left behind. Tails had saved a sample of it earlier, but the thought of finding fresh traces made everyone tense.
Soul: (to Tabi and Nikusa) Keep your eyes out for anything strange—anything out of place. This town feels like it's holding secrets.
Tabi: (smirking) Secrets? That's putting it lightly. Places like these don't just turn empty for no reason. Whatever made everyone leave probably isn't far off.
Just then, Spirit floated up toward the remnants of a crumbling building and gestured at the group.
Spirit: (whispering) There's something weird up ahead... I can feel it. It's like the air's heavier, or something.
The group walked carefully toward Spirit's lead, and just beyond an alley, they noticed faint traces of a black, oily substance—identical to the liquid Entity-4 had left behind. Jaxon knelt down, examining the streak with a frown.
Jaxon: (serious) It's still fresh. Which means... he's been here, or something else like him has.
Sakuroma: (clenching her fists) I'd like to think there aren't too many "somethings" like that Error kid running around. But with a place like this... who knows?
Suddenly, a faint noise echoed through the alley. The sound of metal scraping against pavement mixed with a low, rumbling growl. The group tensed, instinctively stepping back as the sound grew closer. The red gleam of headlights rounded the corner, revealing a familiar, sinister silhouette—a black, rusted motorcycle with a gaping maw where the engine should be.
Nikusa: (eyes wide) Is that...?
Gizmo: (grimly) Entity-631... The Starving Motorcycle.
The motorcycle's headlights glowed like predatory eyes, and its frame flexed as if alive, moving like a hungry beast on the prowl. The creature revved its engine, the sound almost like a hungry roar. It picked up on the scent of the group and immediately accelerated, screeching toward them with deadly speed.
Sonic: (grabbing Amy's hand) Everybody, scatter!
The group split, ducking into side alleys and scrambling for cover as Entity-631 charged through, narrowly missing them. The motorcycle slowed, sensing each of their movements, tracking them one by one as if deciding on its first meal.
Soul: (to Gizmo) We can't just keep running from it. Any ideas on how to stop this thing?
Gizmo: (thinking quickly) I read that Entity-631 can be lured by organic matter. We can try to distract it with something, lead it away from the others.
