[The feed turns on. Splashes of blood-soaked earth fly across the screen as the journal is jilted about; eventually the screen rests on Jay, kneecap broken in and huddled on the ground in a moaning heap. The recorder is not seen.]
He needs a healer that can set bones. In the forest, north of the village.
[Then the journal is placed on the ground
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Once she enters the forest, Stella slows down and looks around. She's not sure where Jay is, but she tries her best to find him.]
Jay! [She doesn't expect much of a response, though. Still, she listens carefully.]
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D...Damn you...stupid turtle...
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Jay!
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Wh-who's there?
[His voice still sounds weak, but hopefully audible.]
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-She may not be a healer, but she's on her way just as quickly.-
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Is help coming for you, Jay?
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...Yes. Thank you for your concern...
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Just as long as you're not stranded.
[And then she's gone.]
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The light from the window is gray, telling him he'd slept the day away again. But this time, it has little to do with recovery. There's an ache in his heart that has nothing to do with battle wounds.
It gnaws at him like a flesh-eating disease, because he already knows as he staggers down the hall, that it can't be Mikey. It's too quiet.
Raph reaches the bathroom door, looking tired and sick. Leonardo stands before him, covered in blood.
He leans on the door frame and says nothing.]
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[He doesn't bother to shut the curtain. A jet of lukewarm water sprays from the showerhead, and he leans both palms on either side of the knob. Congealing blood peels away from his skin and runs onto the shower floor - he watches as it circles around the drain lazily before being pulled down.]
You should be resting.
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Did you kill him?
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