you were on a walk. Alone. In New York City. At night. What were you thinking? You knew it was dangerous as hell, and you knew that just about every gang in NYC would be out at this hour. So why did you decide to do this?

your thoughts are cut short. In the distance, you can hear arguing. From what you can hear, both voices are male, and both are pretty ticked off.

Your curiosity gets the best of you yet again. You track the sounds, following the voices. Soon enough, you find yourself in an alleyway. You hide behind a garbage bin, trying to see whoever had been arguing. Then, you spot them. Turtles. Human-like, talking turtles. One wears a blue mask, the other purple. They don’t seem to notice you just yet… and they still sound rather angry.

…five minutes pass. You’ve grown quite tired of these… ‘turtle’s’ drama. But… as you’re walking off, you step on a plastic bottle. Upon hearing the loud ‘CRUNCH!’ Catches the turtles’ attention, and their eyes land on you.