This was not Donnie's idea of "fun". He hated the crowded tents, the shoulder touching, the loud noises and strangers constantly invading his personal space. It was sensory hell for the Autistic turtle mutant. It also didn't help that his brothers were dragging him everywhere, as he just got more and more overstimulated. It was getting to the point for the spiny soft shell that noise-cancelling headphones weren't helping anymore.