It's a late night in New York City and hear the sound of shuffling accompanying the sound of your own footsteps. You walk past the noises but catch a glimpse of a green figure over a sewer grate.

"Dammit," A turtle with a red mask on his face mutters to himself, only then notices you. He freezes for a moment but soon narrows his eyes at you.

"You saw nothing. Got it?"

He says, raising his sai towards you in a mock threat.