Unforgivable Torture [discontinued]

Chapter 15

Unaware of where to go, he slowly tiptoed his way through the dark hallways. The cold concrete was hard and freezing against his bare feet, the lack of blood adding to it. Red had managed to sneak out of the room and silently making his way down the corridors. 'Just think of it as your stealth test Raph...' He repetitively reminded himself in an endless loop. Knowing it was a hard test..and he would be doomed if he failed it.

Peeking around the corner, he watched out for any of the hostile guys that captured him. Once he was sure it was safe to move, his sore legs were forced to move forward. One leg at a time. Slowly and quietly. That sticky noise of his feet getting lifted from the solid ground was making him paranoid. His eyes sharp on his surroundings even though they were blurry. He hoped for the best as he made his way to the one door he saw at the end of the hall. What could go wrong?
As if on cue, he felt a force demanding to get out from his mouth. A tight feeling from his throat. Raph couldn't treat it anything other than an incoming cough. He held in the urge to push out the air from his lungs, keeping it in. Which resulted in blood slowly seeping out of the corner of his mouth.

He should stop asking that question.

Bringing one hand up to inspect the liquid Red thought was saliva, he touched one thicker form of liquid. 'Damnit.' His mind responded instead of his mouth, clenching his jaw as he continued. Just like earlier, he felt himself begging for air as his head spun around. He was gonna puke. 'Fuck.' Raph thought of another curse again, holding in everything that could slip out of his bitter mouth. His mind was too bothered to realize that, indeed, the door was near. He reached the destination. Almost too glad he had reached it, he swung the door outwards, closing it and immediately falling on the ground. He sensed the cold air hitting his whole body as he was hunched over. Pouring out everything he held in on his way, not releasing many pleasing sounds. Some coughs were involved but it was quickly over. He felt a lot better.
Once he lifted his head from where he made a mess, emerald eyes doubled in size as the orbs shook in disbelief. From the looks of the buildings, the atmosphere, and overall everything that existed around here...

He was in New Jersey. He was in fucking New Jersey.

In his state of mind, he was far, far away from home. From his brothers. From everyone, safety, his comforting room. Everything. Feeling himself trembling, he shook the feeling off, looking back at the door he slammed shut. Fuck. He should get away from here as fast as possible. So that's what he did, turning around and turning his inner engine on. His pace was slow at first, gazing around in awe as he never actually saw New Jersey up close. The buildings were almost the same height as the ones in New York City but a tad more colorful. Just a bit. Although all of the colors were dimming as the sun was poking its way through the sky. The first thing it hit was Raph's eyes that were surrounded by darkness so far and he quickly closed them. It didn't take him long enough to open them again, looking around.

The day was getting started for the civilization of New Jersey when for Raphael, it had already started. Realization hit him like a bus, reminding himself it wouldn't take long for those bastards to find him. So he started moving, fastening his pace as he roamed in the city's empty and chilly sidewalks. Red had to think of a solution quickly while remaining out of sight; hiding from both his kidnappers and the people starting their day. Although NYC wasn't much of a morning city, Raph couldn't be so sure about this one new state he got himself in.

Pushing the thoughts away, for now, Raph had to swiftly make his way to a police station. His poor mind hadn't calculated the odds of what could happen but he was hopeful and determined for once to get out of this hell. Well, his hell. But walking around with a bandaged torso, ripped jeans, and bruised face? Oh, that wouldn't be suspicious at all! Just roll with the punches, Raph. Just roll with the punches. Later on, he would realize those fists and punches were going to be hitting hard.