Professor Perry sat alone at his desk. The glimmer of his computer screen cast an eerie light on a canister. It was identical to the one Splinter had shown the Turtles. The only difference was that this one wasn't broken. It was filled with a glowing green ooze.
"Well, you're the last one, aren't you?" the professor asked the canister. It shimmered in response.
The professor checked the serial number on the canister against his computer screen. It definitely was the last one.
"I'm afraid your troublemaking days are over," he said. He was ready to destroy it, to turn the bubbling radioactive goo into a harmless substance. The chemical apparatus to do the job was waiting.
He reached for the canister. It wasn't there.
"What the-?"
It was the last thing he said before a pair of black-gloved hands grabbed him and muffled his scream.