TALES OF THE
TMNT :
3 : "A Bad Place''
Chapter : 1
He could barely breathe as he laid on the floor of his cell. The walls were made of metal and the caged door in front of him was rusted. He looked up at the door and then at the ceiling. The paint was peeling off. It was cold in the cell. He wrapped his arms around himself to try to keep warm but the coldness stabbed in to him. He shivered. He knew where he was and didn't care. He belonged here. He was in. . . . .a bad place.
He sighed a depressed sigh as he remembered his brothers and the fights they had together. It was such a very long time ago. He shivered again and closed his eyes. He looked up at the window of his cell and then started thinking. Trying to sort through all of his distorted memories. Memories of his forgotten past. A past he so desperately wanted to remember , but couldn't.
In this place they say the mind is the first to go. He shut his eyes as he tried to remember his forgotten past. What was his name ? He tried to remember.
My name is. . . .
He opened his eyes as his cell door opened and a man set a tray of food in front of him. The man left a second later closing and locking the door behind him. He picked up his knife and fork and cut in to his food. He began to eat. He ate the food even though he knew he couldn't taste it. His sense of taste had long been destroyed. They had destroyed it for him.
My name is. . . .
He finished his food and then set the tray on the floor. He looked out through the bars of his cell and saw a familiar face in the cell across from his. The familiar face didn't look at him. He sighed and closed his eyes once again trying to dig deep enough in to his forgotten memories to figure out who he was. That's it. A smile came to his face as he finally remembered.
My name is. . . . .Raphael.
END OF CHAPTER : 1.