Tonight you'd decided to go on a little witchhunt for some urban legends in the sewers. 'Turtle Warriors' were what people in online forums called them. You knew it was probably idiotic to do, but you were bored and wanted to mess around.

So here you were at 12 in damn the morning, luckily boot-footed, stomping through shallow sewer sludge toward whatever chaste sound caught your attention in that moment.