A quick, but hopefully creepy chapter! This story is really coming along briskly. I might even finish it today!

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Raphael watched in abject terror as Leonardo cut strips of meat from his brother's bones. He had done the same only months ago with Donatello's remains, but somehow this was different. This was savage. Panic rose in his chest when he witnessed Leo take a bite of the bloody meat. Bile rose in his throat… he was… he was… savoring it.

Raph's head was spinning… his mind was reeling and he began to dry heave. This isn't what he wanted… he never meant for this to happen. He only did what he did with Donatello because he was sure it would keep Leo & Mikey alive long enough for rescue to come. When it became clear that wasn't going to happen & Mikey's health began to decline even further, he had intended to watch over his brother and make him as comfortable as he could when his time came. He wasn't going to repeat the mistake he had made with Donnie. He couldn't bring himself back to that level of depravity. One brother was enough.

Seconds, minutes, hours? He was unsure how long he watched his brother gorge himself but he was snapped from his petrified thoughts when Leo walked over and dropped a misshapen thick chunk of freshly cut flesh in front of him. It hit the ground with a wet smack.

"Eat."

Raph just stared at his brother's blood covered emaciated face, aghast. Somehow it seemed twisted. Leo squatted down, picked up the piece of his brother and held it close to Raph's face

"Eat it, Raph. Not like last time… We'll eat as much as we can now… have a good meal… and then try and dry out the rest for later..."

Raphael just shook his head, clamped his eyes shut and leaned away from Leonardo as much as he could.

"I SAID EAT IT!… you'll like it… Mikey even tastes funny."