"Well?"
"Gee, dude!" yelped Mikey and immediately lowered his voice: "Are you crazy?"
Leonardo laughed quietly. His little brother's horrified gaze was scanning the dark room which was illuminated only by the giant screen.
"Splinter is already sleeping."
"I KNOW," replied the youngest emphatically, as his frightened expression slowly changed into the guilty one, and he pressed the pause button on the joystick.
"Well?" repeated Leo with significant look as he sat down next to the player on the couch.
"Nothing much," ninja with yellow bandana quickly recovered and clicked on the play, "been wandering this jungle for ages, and except for a few poems I've not come across anything interesting."
"An essential element of adventure is to get player's interest through the solving twists and puzzle and direct it to the core of the story," said Donatello conversationally as he emerged from the kitchen.
"Using long words on Mikey is a waste of time," the last one of the four brothers muttered from his bedroom's door.
"Can't have a turtle little privacy while playing?" whined the one caught in the act.
"Not if he has another brother who would like to join," Raphael jumped on the sofa from the other side of his youngest brother and picked up a second driver.
"Or those who must watch over them," commander of the turtle pack pointed out and took over third driver from Donnie's hand.
"This really sucks!" Raphael muttered quietly twenty minutes later.
"I TOLD you so!" said Michelangelo with emphasis.
"If you could just stop kicking everything we come across to pieces, we would move somewhere," reprimanded their intelligent brother.
"Gee, Donnie, do you want to deny us the only entertainment that's here?" And the impatient ninja with orange bandana let his avatar turn the nearest pile of stone into dust.
"Wait!" unusually silent Leonardo stopped him from next destruction, "can you see that?" and he move with his character close to the stone debris. Others noticed it now too - the pieces were pulsing with blue light.
"It seems you destroyed our key," Donnie said with calm, "shall we reload, or just stop?"
"Wait," Leo repeated again and clicked directly on the source of light.
A dark blue letters appeared on the screen: "firm hand and sharp eye can beat the gatekeeper."
"More riddles!" grimaced Mikey, "I can't understand what for. They just keep from the playing."
"Split and search for the other keys," Leonardo ignored his whining and went east, Donatello west.
The others obeyed and went south and north for apparently no other distraction. After another TOTALY BOOORING twenty minutes they discovered more light keys and still nothing happened.
"Maybe bug?" Mikey smirked.
"Yeah!" Raph suddenly shouted, "and a nasty one!"
The screen shook and a black beetle with huge claws and pincers appeared between the trees.
"Finally!" rejoiced Mikey and run forward the beast. Second later, he watch helplessly as his character flew several feet back.
"Damn! We have no weapons!" the usually sai-wielder headed for attack on its own and immediately joined his younger brother on the ground.
"We can't defeat him like this," Leonardo quickly switched into the leader mode, "we must attack it all at once. I count on three ... "
Four characters jumped in sync on the digital monster. It shivered, but then sent them all off, each one to the different directions, and immediately headed for the most damaged one, which was coincidentally Michelangelo.
"Quickly get up and run in the wood," ordered Leo.
"Why me?" whined Mikey as he tried to dribble with his figure between the trees.
"What's plan B?" poked Raphael and automatically run to hunted one.
Leo stayed in place, watching the enemy.
"Mikey, make it to turn his face on us," he said after a moment.
"Whaat? And how do I suppose to do that?" the spoken panted, as if really running for his life.
"Gide it to us! And the rest of you, get ready ... can you see? There!"
"The crack in the armor," Donatello noted as a second one.
"All at once and exactly to that place!"
"A sharp eye .. ," Raphael started, "and firm hand" Mikey added and they all jumped.
It took the eight attempts. The rumbling sound of falling beetle sounded extremely satisfactory. The scrape of the disappearing trees uncovering a large dark gate even better.
"Looks like we can move to the next level," stated Donatello obvious as headed for the entrance. It, however, did not open. Only colored text appeared again.
"Just not another riddle!" Michelangelo shook his head.
"Only the one capable of humility, sacrifice and strength can hold the Spear of Skills. Only the one pure of heart, strong of mind and full of courage can enter," Donatello recited.
"Nice, and how does it help us to get in? "
Like an answer, another message lighted up: "Think well, pilgrim, if you want to pass. The way in may not lead out."
"Ah, that sounds promising," Mikey brightened up and also ran to the gate. It shook slightly .
"Turn the volume down," Leo hissed, "else we awake Sensei," and he too proceeded to the giant door.
The thunder shook all four drivers.
When Raph joined, the entire lair was vibrating by rumble.
The door slowly began to open. Behind them, there was white light, shinning more and more intensely. All of the ninjas had to cover their eyes adjusted to the dim twilight.
When their sight returned, they were not sitting on the sofa anymore, but staying on the stone old courtyard.
The silence was suddenly broken by desperate cry: "We are inside the adventure? Noooooo!"