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Donnie's POV
Mikey and I were finishing the antidote, before I turn. "Mikey... I'm not gonna make it."
"No, don't say that Donnie! You will finish the antidote, and we will save them," he said. He looked desperate.
"Thanks. But in case I turn, you have to finish the antidote. These are the steps. First, put the liquid in the microwave for 10 minutes. Then put it in the centrifuge and let it spin..." I held my head.
"Don?" He asked.
"I don't feel so well," I said and held my head with both hands. Pain struck me, and I felt myself turning.
"Mikey... You have to knock me out to finish the antidote. It's the only way to save us all-" I paused. I fell on my knees and felt the world change. I turned.
"Don?" My brother asked again. He aimed one of his nunchucks at me, and tried to hit me with it, but I grabbed it. I threw it across the room, and bit my orange masked brother.

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