The Real Culprit

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In the darkness, somebody coughed.

Leo and Donnie turned to look at Raph. He opened his eyes widely and shook his head. "D-don't look at m-me." He stuttered. His eyes darted back and forth as he fought back sobs.

"You were the only one who was hugging Mikey earlier." Leo said. Without any warning, a swoosh and a strong smack of a wood , followed by a sickening crack. Raphael's smashed head lay on the floor, dented in the face and unattached from his neck.

"I had to," Donnie said, "I had to." He coughed, but hid it well.

But not well enough for Leo. With one swift slash of his katana, Donnie too was decapitated. He was now alone. He waited. No coughing was heard.

Tears streamed down his cheeks and he tries to calm down.

"Is it-" Leo started. He was interrupted by a low-throated moan. He turned, and Michelangelo- or what they thought was Michelangelo- bit him on the shoulder. Leo screamed in agony, and stumbled into the corner. How could this have happened? They knew what happened after the cough, but Mikey was dead before hand.

By that time, Raph and Donnie had also risen and chased Leo around the dark room. Leo was already out of the door and had reappeared with a large knife. He pushed down each turtle one by one and dove the knife into their heads.

Leo sighed in relief and slumped to the floor, panting.

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