Raph's awake again. He has been most of the night, just like every night, silently guarding the apartment as his brothers sleep. He's not tired. No, he's not tired, but his eyes are heavy as he leans his forehead against the cool window glass. He's starting to think if these daily mostly-all-nighters are really helping anyone. The lack of sleep is definitely gonna put a hamper on his reaction time, and that wouldn't do much good.

He should talk to his brothers about taking shifts...

Then he's snatched mid-thought by the distant sound of choking. It plucks at something inside him like a taught rubber band, and he moves out the door and down the hallway before the sound registers. From Leo's room. Not good.

His heart is pounding when Leo's bedroom door opens, and Leo himself is in the hall looking pale-faced and shaken. Raph feels something in him drop like a stone.

"Donnie. He's - ?"