Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own the turtles or the other characters of the universe, only my OCs.
Darkness.
Clouded sky.
Cold.
Chilly wind.
A city which never calms, never quiets.
Sounds.
People, laughter, shouting, angry voices.
Cars, sirens.
Lights. Colorful, happy.
Snow.
A black figure racing across empty rooftops.
Alone.
Not cold.
No sound.
Silence.
Close out, don't listen.
Shadows.
Speed.
Run.
Fast, have to run. Don't stop.
…
Tears.
Hate.
Hidden.
Pain.
…
Don't stop.
Run.
Fall.
Hurt.
Stand up.
Close out, don't feel.
Run.
Sorry if this chapter didn't make sense, I originally meant this as a view of the feelings of the later chapters. The next one will start the story itself.
