Chapter 3: Cold and Hunger
I've been searching for Raph in New York for about a week now, winter is setting in and I'm freezing. At night I've been curling up by people's chimney's for warmth. It isn't much, but its better than nothing.
I'm hungry…I've been living off of scraps out of garbage cans.
There's been no sign of Raph anywhere. The fact that I can't go home without him reminds me of how much I have to seek him out. Makes me push myself harder to find him, I don't sleep long.
What if he runs by me while I'm asleep?
I have to keep looking.
I huddle up for a few hours of needed sleep and wrap my arms around my legs as I press against the chimney.
I'm so tired.
Its dawn by the time I wake…the morning sun's rays are enough to wake me even as tired as I am.
I've only slept for an hour. I sit up and start moving toward a more sheltered spot to rest. I can't search in the day, someone might see me.
I find a new spot in an abandoned apartment building. Its drafty and every board creeks as I walk, but all the same its shelter against the worst of the cold. I huddle up in a corner and let my eye lids slide closed.
I jerk awake as I hear boards creaking. My eyes flick around and stop on a patch of red cloth.
Raph.
Is he here?
I slowly sit up and look around.
Voices make me freeze or more like…what they're saying.
"The ones that hang around here are people no one will miss," I hear someone say.
My eyes widen and I look back at Raph's mask.
No…where is he?
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