Around Every Corner

Chapter 2

--------- DONNIE ----------

The turtle ran through the sewers, getting lost in the endless twists and turns even though he'd lived there his whole life. The shadows and screams crawled after him, getting closer and closer by the second. His family chased him into the lair, almost having one foot inside his room as Donnie slammed the door in their face.

Knocks sounded from the door, Donnie pushing tables and drawers and anything he could find in front of it. 

"Donnie?" The turtle couldn't tell who it was, the sound being a weird mix of his family's voices. "You're not real." Donnie held his arms close to himself, closing his eyes.

Leo's bloodied mess of an arm with bones showing reached through the door,  towards Donnie. A shiver shot up his spine as he kept on repeating, "You're not real."  The turtle pulled his legs closer to himself, and-

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Bang. 

Donnie's head hit a shelf above his bed. Despite the room being cold, he was sweating.

"Donnie?" The turtle jumped, almost hitting his head again. Did he even wake up?

"Hey, are you okay?" Donnie recognized the voice. It was his little brother, Mikey, talking to him on the other side of the wall. Even though he wasn't a hallucination for all he knew, he stayed quiet. 

"If you want, I could give you some dinner through the door. Made it myself." Donnie had missed Mikey and his cooking. For a second, he considered opening the door. The turtle missed sitting at the table with everybody. Raph, Mikey, April, Splinter, Leo.

He had to stay there so he could fix his mistake.

Donnie could hear Mikey sighing from the other side of the wall.  "Well, S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. just told me the timer went off, so I'll see... talk to you." Donnie missed the drone too, but he left S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. out there to keep an eye on his family members in case anything went wrong. Speaking of keeping an eye on things, Donnie opened up the news he had saved on his phone earlier.

Newly promoted police detective Sanders sent to investigate missing people.

 "Yeah, I took the case when nobody else would," Said the detective. It was a woman with bright green eyes, blonde hair, and freckles.

She'll be heading over by train to NYC...

After watching the video, Donnie grabbed the plastic bag of food leftover from that morning, then went to feed the prisoners.

All of the captives look either sad, tired, or angry. While tossing some food into the cells he got a closer look at some of their faces. That was, if they would take a look at him. They looked tired, some of them having weird scars from the tests. The majority of their injuries were there before Donnie had gotten to them, because before he was there, Zayyan had-

"Hey, D." Donnie turned to find another ghost, floating in a black hoodie, grey sweatpants, and some black shoes. He had some brown hair, which stuck out from underneath a black cap that he always wore backwards. His clothes looked pretty normal, except there was what appeared to be a blood stain near his heart, and one on his hat. Donnie never bothered to ask him about those.

"How are you doing? You look grumpy."  Before Donnie had the chance to respond, Zayyan continued speaking, a big grin across his face, which reminded Donnie an uncomfortable amount of Leo's.

"How about some of those needles you filled up yesterday, huh? Maybe scaring the shit out of some people will make you feel better."

--------- TEST 5 ----------