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"And nobody lived happily ever after. The end. C'est fini."A blue square now had a big, black 'X' over it.Miles had been in this schoolhouse for many years for unknown reasons. There was no way to leave this place– they locked the door on themselves out of insanity– and they didn't feel like leaving. The isolation had completely consumed them, and now they were going to make everybody pay for their suffering.They've heard about the TMNT thanks to privately listening to April O'Neil's news reports on television, and through the static that made a slasher smile form on their face, it was revealed that the heroes in a half shell had disappeared.That smile became a Cheshire grin when April broke down crying over the fact that both Splinter and Leonardo were dead."One down, three left to go." Miles turned the TV off for tonight, their malicious gaze piercing through the book they were working on. The first chapter was finished, and Leonardo's fate was sealed. Originally, they were planning to kill Michelangelo first, but they knew that their actions would have consquences if the oldest brother noticed that his youngest brother was murdered.They knew how the idea of protection worked firsthand.With the highest hurdle passed, it was time to leap over the lowest one."Alright, class, since you all liked my version of the 'The Little Match Girl', how about ya listen to a wonderful tale known as 'Hansel and Gretel'? The blue one's frozen to death, and now the orange one gets to be cooked alive! Dear me, am I talking to myself again?"There were no students in here, just a teacher's messy desk. Miles had never been fond of the modern utensils, so with their feather (they always refered to it as a pen), they dipped their imagination in a jar of ink and got to writing.Manhattan, no longer covered in ice, was in a complete state of panic.Reality and fantasy are now one.