Authors note: I'm so SORRY for those two crappy chapters! Man I'm so dumb! (cries and bangs head on desk). But I promise you that this chap will make up for that double time! If it doesn't just give me a good kick in the ass in the reviews (I won't be mad or sad because I'll deserve it big time. Have I mentioned just how stupid I am jet?).

Yours (most pitiful, dumb and pathetic) JJJaguar15

"Experiments on insanity."

Chapter 2

"Lab rat in a cage."

#Raph's POV#

I don't know how long I was staring at the back screen.

It could be seconds, minutes, hours, days… It was as if I was frozen in time...

All I knew was that I couldn't help it… couldn't do a damn thing to look away.

And that scared me.

No matter what I did to erase that horrible image…I still saw that insane smile on Angelina's face, her blinding white eyes and bloody hand waving "bye, bye" to the screen.

I used all my strength to close my eyelids and jet…it didn't do a damn thing. I was still staring straight at the un-working screen. As if expecting Samara to climb out of it any minute now.

Though, with all fairness, dyeing from her hand would be a blessing compared to staring at the image in my head.

Thank God we can leave this place whenever we want. I thought somehow making my body sight in relief. I don't think I'd survive it if we were stuck here. Surrounded by all that death and misery.

"Raph…I think we got trouble." This is one of the many times I wish Leo stayed home with Mike and Don. It would be so much easier if I was in this pickle alone.

"What do you mean Leo?" I asked somehow regaining control over my mouth. He turns and looks at me with two scared brown orbs.

"The comlink is down. I can't hear Donnie on the other side." He shook his head making me think he's not finished. "But that's not all. When you were looking for the girl from "The ring" in the TV, I went to the entry door trying to find what caused the disturbance in the communicator devices. Long story short…the doors are locked." It took me a minute for me to realize just how dangerous this innocent 'scouting mission' was turning out to be.

The mystery of the dead doctors is probably still on the police's 'to do' list so there's a high possibility they'll return to the case on its anniversary which is next week. Mike and Donnie don't know were stuck inside this house of madness and since they know how much I like to stay away from the lair and that Leo loves to spend the weekend in the forest outside New York City without telling anybody so we don't follow him…it'll be a long time before they decide to send a search party. To make matters worse we both thought this will be a short run and didn't bother to take any food and water supplies from the lair.

"Did you try round-kicking it?" I asked my mouth agonistically dry. The only answer I got from him was a 'well DUH' type of look.

Sighting I decided I wanted to take a look at the doors on my own. Everyone knows I'm stronger than ol'Leo. Maybe I'll have a better chance in making them open? "I'll be back in a few. Work on trying to make these computers work so we can check if "Wi-Fi" is nearby."

"Eye eye cap." He smugly salutes to me with those pesky green fingers of his.

"Shut up." I said with a small smirk.

After all, what could possibly go wrong?

I went to the hall not noticing that…

Something followed me.

#Leo's POV#

I should have known this was a bad idea from the very moment Donatello showed us this abomination of hell on his computer. It practically screamed 'Bad news!' and jet I was too stupid to listen to my instincts.

And look how our little "check out" escapade ended.

With us getting stuck inside a mad house.

Great.

Another thing that's bothering me is that strange aura surrounding the place.

It makes me feel…observed…watched…analyzed…

Like a lab rat in a cage.

As if the place…lived and saw my every move.

I never experienced an aura like that before…and I doubt even Master Splinter did.

Any other time I would sit down and meditate on it but now…something tells me not to.

I look down at the keyboard and my green fingers resting upon it.

The buttons were old and you could barely see the letters on them, not to mention the ones that were covered in rust…

Wait…

Plastic doesn't rust.

I lean closer to take a better look.

The substance was red-ish and darkened in some places, it formed two straight lines under my pointer finger.

They almost looked like…fingers prints.

I leaned away to see the full picture.

What I saw made me want to barf.

There…on that keyboard, I swear was clean before, was a bloody hand print.

For a minute I just looked at it…I don't know why, I just…did.

This place is messing with my mind.

Shaking my head I decided to try and activate the damn thing, even though I knew I had a better chance breaking it than actually going all Donatello on it.

Okay it's on, now…where's the "computer" file?

Oh there it is! Man this thing is much more complicated than I thought.

Huh…no "Wi-Fi signal"…that's odd, we're not THAT far from New York. The signal should be small but not vanquished!

Okay Leo calm down…just restart the computer and try again.

I pressed the "restart" button and waited.

The screen flickered and showed the classic "Windows XP" cover.

I moved the mouse to the "settings" icon and wait for it to load up.

Damn this thing is slow.

Well while it's loading might as well look at some other icons.

Hmm? This one looks interesting.

"Gallery"

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