His head was buzzing and his mouth was dry from thirst. He tried to sit up, but the chains binding his wrists rattled, reminding him that he was not alone. Light filtered faintly through the latticed ceilings, drawing bizarre patterns on the walls of the basement. Raph tried to remember what had happened, but there was nothing in his head, just an inarticulate chaos of fragments of events.Rafe tried to stretch his cramped muscles, but the chains pulled him back to the cold stone floor. He felt helpless, as if he were a toy in the hands of fate.He started screaming, hoping that someone would hear him, but his screams were lost in the emptiness of the basement. He was alone.But it was dark and cold in the basement. Raph felt his strength dwindle by the minute. He knew that he needed to act quickly. With the help of teeth and nails, he tried to tear off a piece of the wooden board on which he was sitting. He imagined beating her against the chains until they broke.

The time dragged on unbearably long. Raph did not lose hope, he knew that his brothers would not abandon him. He imagined himself in their company, together they would be able to overcome any danger.He didn't know how much time he spent in the basement, but at one point he heard someone's voice.The guy frowned.Ready for battle.Something was holding back his strength and taking away his energy.It has been several hours since they were captured. He didn't know where the others were, where Splinter was, where April was. Fear, like a venomous snake, crept into his mind, coiling around his heart. Raph was not used to fear, he was a warrior, but now... now he was powerless.Suddenly, something moved in the darkness. Rafe tensed, his muscles tensing like a spring. A silhouette that vaguely resembled a human flashed through the darkness. Raphael tried to stand up, but the chains held him down. "Let me go," he growled, his voice full of anger.