Sodor is a place of happiness and joy. A place where living engines work. However things go horribly wrong as a disease spreads throughout the island turning people into monsters hungry for flesh.
No one said a word on the way back to Wellsworth. We were all silent after what just happened. I thought I heard soft cries from Arthur at the back. The whole situation had gotten worse. First people being turned into monsters, then engines and we still had no idea how big this all truly was or where help could be. We still had hope the military would be here soon to save us from this hell hole. On the way back we picked up a flatbed and loaded Trevor onto it. Trevor tried to ask us what had happened, but no one responded to him.
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We arrived back at Wellsworth and we shunted Trevor into the other birth of the shed, he wanted to be with Edward. We put Arthur and Thomas into the goods shed and Thomas talked with Annie and Clarabel while I radioed Oliver's crew. I noticed Thomas had begun to cry. Poor engine had been through so much. I had finally gotten a hold of Oliver's driver and he said that while they were heading down Callan they found Donald who had crashed through a pair of buffers and into a ditch. Donald was glad to have been found but seemed to have been focused on something else as they were pulling him out. Donald was almost out of the ditch and said that once he was re-railed they would return to Wellsworth.
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When Oliver arrived back at Wellsworth Donald finally spoke up about what happened to him. He was getting a goods train ready with Duck who was filling up on water. As Donald was waiting for the points to be changed he heard what he thought was screaming and that's when a man dashed into view from behind a building begging for help. That's when the zombies showed up and tackled the man to the ground and bit into him. Donald's driver threw Donald in reverse to get away from the hoard but those things were fast. They passed Duck who yelled for Donald to stop, but it was too late as Donald smashed through a pair of buffers and into the ditch. Donald yelled at Duck to help him as the nearby zombies reached his cab and attacked his crew. Duck looked to see more zombies coming and said he was sorry and raced down the line. Donald was soon surrounded, he closed his eyes waiting for the pain but all he heard was a whistle. It was Douglas with a small goods train.
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He plowed right through the hoard running over countless zombies. This seemed to have gotten the attention of the entire hoard. The last thing Donald had heard his twin say was "Ye saved me from scrap all those years ago. Now I'm returning ye the favor". Douglas proceeded to race down the line with the entire group of zombies chasing after him. Once Donald finished he grew horribly depressed saying how he just wanted to see his twin again. We didn't really know what to do. We tried comforting the poor scot but whatever we tried it didn't work. God what has our fucking world come to?
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