The Krang had managed to infect you. It was slow, your immune system fighting to keep you safe even though the slime on your wounds continued to spread.

It was terrifying. You only saw the ceiling of the room. Your breathing was erratic. You didn't know what to feel anymore, everything hurt.

Donnie felt.. broken. He was watching you die slowly and he couldn't do anything, he tried everything, but your destiny was already written. You would die... and no one could do anything about it.