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Smells of breakfast awoke me from my slumber. Stretching I jumped up and ran for the kitchen. Raphael caught me around the waist to stop me.
"Where are you going?" He asked lightly.
"Must. Get. Food." I said, trying to twist out of his grip. Raphael and Michelangelo, who was also in the kitchen laughed, then Raphael let me go. Leonardo and Donatello came in and sat down even though they already ate.
Through breakfast, I watched Michelangelo and Raphael, throw bits of food to each other. When one hit me, I threw one at Raphael and hit him right on the beak. He got up and grabbed something from the fridge. Going behind me, I heard him open something then felt the plop of pudding in my hair. I squealed as it dripped onto my back and a full food fight broke out, even Leonardo joined in.
Splinter peered around the corner and quickly ducked back. He shook his head and went back into his room. Soon after, I ran out of the kitchen followed by the turtles.
Melody, look out," one of the turtles shouted. Too late. I ran smack into a woman in black jeans and a white tank top. Falling down I looked up into the smiling face of April.
"Oh, sorry," I said. I sat there, with pudding dripping down my face and food all over my clothes. April looked at the guys and me and just laughed.
"It's okay," April said, helping me up. "I should know better than to wear white down here." We went into the bathroom to clean up and the guys cleaned up the kitchen. Sitting down on the sofa, April wanted to share some news that was not being publicized just yet.
"You have all seen the news about the murders, right?" April asked. Everyone nodded. She looked at me. "I heard that the first victim was your friend, I'm sorry." I told her it was okay and April continued. "Well the police are assuming it's a guy and calling him the Phantom Killer. So far his victims seem to be people involved in the Opera Theater and he leaves notes with each victim signed with a mask or O.G. They are also saying that he's trying to recreate his own version of Phantom of the Opera which is coming out next month." The guys all looked at me. "What?" April asked.
"Melody is going to be Christine, in the play," Donatello said. April didn't know I was going to be in it and her lips formed a silent oh.
"Is there anything you want us to keep an eye out for on patrols?" Leonardo asked.
"Not that I can think of," April said getting up. "Just keep an eye open and Melody?"
"Yeah," I said.
"Be careful," I nodded and April left. For a moment we all sat there. Then Leonardo got up saying he was going to get in some extra practice, Donatello went to do some work in his lab, Michelangelo was going to go skateboarding and Raphael, even though it was day went for a walk. Master Splinter poked his head out and saw I was the only one left.
"Is it safe?" He asked. I nodded and Master Splinter went into the kitchen. I decided to go for a walk and explore the sewers a bit more.
A week had passed with no further murders happening. I had three weeks then we were opening the play to the public. Lately while I was down in the sewers, I would walk around while I was alone, just for something to do. Sometimes I would hear the haunting organ music playing and would follow it shortly before I realized what I was doing.. One day when I walked back in the lair, Leonardo swept me up.
"Thank god you're alright," He said. A little surprised I smiled at him.
"Nice to see you too." I responded. Leonardo took me to the TV where April was doing another news report.
". . . Murder was even more grotesque. The body of the victim was mangled completely beyond recognition. The police will have to rely on dental records as a form of identification for this victim. Another mask was left with this body making it apparent that there is a serial killer on the loose. This is April O'Neil, channel three news.
"Where was this one found," I asked. So far the murdered have not been any from our cast but was still startling just the same.
"Near our beach," Raphael said. "If I find this sicko first the police are going to need dental records to identify his as. . ." Leonardo put a hand on Raphael's shoulder. He shrugged it off. Leonardo turned to me.
"When ever you go above ground, make sure one of us is with you," Leonardo said. "I don't want to find your body . . ." he trailed off with a sigh and didn't finish his thought.
"No problem," I said. I studied Leonardo for a second. He usually told me to be careful but his tone of voice seemed softer, different. He noticed me staring and got up getting the guys to go on patrol. It was Sunday so I didn't have practice today. Two weeks until the play opened. I went in and cleaned up the kitchen and wiped everything down. Then I went in the living room, dusted and straightened up. Finished I decided to take another walk. Lost in my thoughts I went a little farther than I have before and found a set of tunnels that I have never been down before. These looked older and more forbidding. A few steps in, I changed my mind and turned back. Mid step I froze a shriek in my throat.