TMNT: I Fight Alone

Chapter 15: The Sun

Moving along in a pace unknown to man
Go go go go go go
Go go go go go

And you thought the lions were bad
Well they tried to kill my brothers
And for every king that died
Oh they would crown another
But it's harder than you think
Telling dreams from one another
And you thought the lions were bad
Well they tried to kill my brothers

And felled in the night
By the ones you think you love
They will come for you
And felled in the night
By the ones you think you love
They will come for you

Dreaming along in a pace you'll understand
Go go go go go go
No no no no no

And you thought the lions were bad
Well they tried to kill my brothers
And for every king that died
Oh they would crown another
And it's harder than you think
Telling dreams from one another
And you thought the lions were bad
Well they tried to kill my brothers

And felled in the night
By the ones you think you love
They will come for you
And felled in the night
By the ones you think you love
They will come for you

Oh to see
What it means to be free
Of the shadows and the dreams
That you claim to see

Oh

And felled in the night
By the ones you think you love
They will come for you

And felled in the night
By the ones you think you love
They will come for you

And felled in the night
By the ones you think you love
They will come for you

And felled in the night
By the ones you think you love
They will come for you

Felled in the night
By the ones you think you love

Felled in the night
By the ones you think you love

Felled in the night
By the ones you think you love, love

I awoke once more to the dark prison that had haunted my nightmares the past two nights.

Every time I wake, I am stunned to find I am living my own nightmares. It has been two days since I have eaten or drank anything, and my stomach was starting to hurt. Every move I made was sluggish and painful, so I resulted to not moving as much, and instead keeping to my thoughts, where I could roam for days.

The warmth of the cell I was in was starting to get annoying. Sometimes if I was still enough, I could feel the heat waves bouncing against my face, other times the temperature would be just the right level to where it felt as if the air was standing completely still. As of now, the room felt hot.

Really hot.

My shirt clung tightly to my stomach and chest, soaked in sweat. My mouth is completely dry, making my tongue feel rough and useless, really.

Regardless, I think the one thing I miss most is the sun.

I know how cliche that sounds, especially how my friends from the framhouse are still out there fighting for their lives, but being in this dark room has made me understand how precious and unique the light is. I miss it the most.

Over the past couple days I have gotten used to the deafening ringing in my ears, due to the silence, so the foreign sound of approaching footsteps felt like thunder clapping my ears over and over again until it finally reached the door, where the figure hovered for a moment. Probably contemplating how they would end me.