Thomas and Spike Rescue from Misty island

The arrival new engines and the bad news back home

Thomas and Spike floated on their raft all night, then they opened their eyes after they felt a jolt and they soon realized they reached land.

"Cinders and Ashes!" gasped Thomas, "That was scary. Are you alright, Spike?"

"Yes, Thomas." said Spike, "aside from being tired, and still in shock from last night I'm fine. Where on Sodor are we?"

"I don't know." said Thomas, "But there are two options now, Spike; go back on that raft and hope that the current will take us back home, or try and find out where we are for ourselves."

"Well I'm certainly not going back on that raft." said Spike.

So Thomas slowly puffed forward, and he and Spike peered at their surroundings and they knew one thing for certain; it was very misty and quiet. Besides the mist they could see hills and plenty of floral life. They wondered if they were they alone on this dare I say it, "misterious" land.

"Try blowing your whistle, Thomas." said Spike, "there has to be someone else besides us on this foggy land."

"Hello!" whistled Thomas, "can anybody hear me?"

But there was no answer.

"Well this is such a strange and foggy place." remarked Thomas, "I don't think there is anybody else besides us on this land."

"Well this can't be Sodor." said Spike, "Even Henry's forest doesn't have this much trees. And the Everfree forest back in Equestria doesn't have these kinds of trees."

"This can't be the mainland either." said Thomas, "I never saw so much mist since the foghorn incident."

"Do you think this could be?" Spike asked Thomas with wonder.

"No this can't be." retorted Thomas, "That's just a story. Although now I'm not so sure."

"Well how are we going to get back to Sodor?" asked Spike, "there still isn't any signal here; there are too many trees. And even if we do get a signal, the battery is probably dead."

"Doesn't your phone have a GPS tracker on it?"

"Yes, but I forgot to turn it on before we left."

"Don't worry, Spike. There has to be a dock with some ships. Maybe if we can find any of them, we can just sail back to Sodor."

"Great idea, Thomas."

So Thomas and Spike continued forward into the mist. But as they went on and the daylight broke, strange and mysterious things started to happen.

"Boy this is so quiet." said Spike.

"Yeah," agreed Thomas, "There is hardly a sound."

Then they heard wheels rattling along the rails.

"What was that!" Exclaimed Spike.

"Is there someone there?" asked Thomas.

But there as no answer or engine.

"That was probably just the wind." guessed Thomas.

"That was the first wind I ever heard rattling." remarked Spike.

Then they decided to say something to keep their courage: "We are not afraid, there is always a way. We will get back to our friends before they worry all day."

And they carried on. Then they were by some cliffs, where they received a shower of rocks. They were startled and stopped.

"This is too good to be a coincidence." said Spike. "There has to be someone out here. Try blowing your whistle again."