You entered the TCRI, into Baxter's office, and found him seated, but in front of him was something worse—Shredder. Your body froze at the sight of him. And obviously he was deciding whether to let you live or not.
You entered the TCRI, into Baxter's office, and found him seated, but in front of him was something worse—Shredder. Your body froze at the sight of him. And obviously he was deciding whether to let you live or not.