Edge's ears slowly adjust to the loud noise as it sounds over and over. Slowly his hands moved away from his head. He rose up to his feet and leaned on the wall, plasing his back against it. His body started to ache and his arms were week. Slowly he made his way to the door of the small dark room.<br/><br/>After several minutes, Edge gathered enough courage to open the door. He was scared still. This world was like nothing he could remember. Slowly stepping out of the room, he looked down the hall to his right and then his left. The door closed behind him and the noise made him jump and whirl around. Once he was sure the door was not about to make another noise, he moved on down the hall. It was a long and cold hall he thought.<br/><br/>Words on strips of different colors could be seen on the walls. He could read: 'Project', 'Med wing' and 'Cargo Bay'. These wards along with many others confused him. He could read them but had no understanding of what they meant. He came to a room with the word 'office' engraved into it.<br/><br/>Pressing the door open, Edge stepped into the room. He could see no one in it and there was a lot of clutter about the place. There was a large rectangular object half his hight and twice as long in the center, surrounded by other large objects. Moving around the largest one in the center, he saw a bar like on the moving walls. Giving it a tug it gave way to an opening with thin sheets in it. He did not like the look of it all so he moved back to the door.<br/><br/>Just as he opened the door he heard voices and when he looked he could see men carrying mettle rods with crooked ends. They were moving quickly, wore bulky clothing that made noise when they moved and did not look happy. Slowly, Edge closed the wall back and pressed himself against the wall.