Irma found herself inside an endless portal swirling with colors. Or rather… she was FALLING! “AAAAAAAA! I’M FALLIIIIING!” She stretched out her arms and kicked her legs, but there was nothing to grab onto. Pink, blue, and yellow colors swirled all around her, while bright lights flashed one after another. It was as if someone had spilled every paint bucket in the universe! Suddenly, something zoomed past her. WHOOOSH! Her favorite paintbrush! Then came her sketchbook, game controller, unfinished drawings, and even the coffee mug from her desk! “HEY! THAT’S MY MUG!” But before she could catch it, she heard a familiar sound behind her. Alex was tumbling through the air, all four paws stretched out, his enormous eyes looking around in panic. Donatello, clinging tightly to him, seemed surprisingly calm. In fact… he looked like he was having fun! “DONATELLO! THIS IS NOT FUNNY!” Irma shouted. Just then, Simon came flying past them at full speed. “HEEEEELP!!! WHERE ARE WE GOOOOING?!” Before Irma could answer, the tunnel suddenly shook. BOOOOOOM! The colors began spinning faster. Flying objects, scattered papers, and all four friends were being pulled deeper into an invisible vortex. Irma looked up and spotted a light at the far end of the portal. It was getting bigger. And bigger... “GUYS… I THINK WE’RE GETTING CLOSE TO SOMETHING!” But there was one problem. They were drifting farther and farther apart. Oh no! WHAT WAS HAPPENING?! It was as if each of them was being pulled in a different direction! And then… Everything turned completely white. WHOOOOOOSH!