Before either one of us can react, Master Splinter's legs carry him to the sets of computer screens Donatello has. Desperately, our father tries erasing the emails and videos. His breaths heave in determination and panic... but it's not even something that our genius purple-banded brother can figure out.

They cannot be deleted... They cannot be deleted.

As a family we stay in silence for a long moment, neither of us says anything. But we're all wondering the same thing... We all want the same thing.

And after all we've been through, it pains me to see that Mikey's the one to do it...

He walks silently under the heat of three pairs of eyes, and presses a single button on Donnie's keyboard.

The next thing my eyes take in are a black screen with the inscription...

Tape #2