Aw dang, where do I start. It's been so long since I've written in the journal but now, I have the chance. My name is Colton Stanley and I drive Douglas the Scottish Twin Engine. I can't get this off of my mind that a huge disaster has started now. This railway used to be a great atmosphere for me and Douglas but now it's just a living hell. Let me catch my breath and start from the beginning of it all. It all began with Fat Hat building a new facility for some new project. Douglas and a few other engines like Emily and Henry knew something was wrong the minute they heard of this. They all came together and talked to the Fat Controller about this, but he declined removing it, and sent them to their work. Douglas had enough and told Donald just what he thought. Donald of course was sleepy and annoyed of Douglas' endless complaining.
"ACK AYE DOUGGIE, PIPE DAY'N NOO WILL YE?" Douglas was cross too and snapped back. I will not write this down as this is really bad.
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Donald feeling hurt went to sleep. We went to the Big Station feeling tired and pissed as usual. Then something had went horribly wrong in the facility. Someone mixed chemicals together and the whole facility exploded killing everyone in and near it. Everyone near it was Murdoch, Oliver, Molly, and Diesel.
"GET OO'A (out of) HERE!"
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Douglas' wheels turned as fast as they could. We felt the hot heat against us. Me, the fireman, and Douglas began to sweat quickly. We felt nearly as an engine ready to burst. The passengers began to scream and cry thinking they were going to die in the hot, dry weather. We came to a screeching halt into the tunnel.
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Then we heard the blaring whistle of Thomas. He was screaming and panicking for someone to fucking help him. We sadly couldn't do anything to help the poor engine. We began heading back to Knapford until we heard the honking of a familiar horn. Diesel was begging and pleading to be let go by Duck, but Duck had enough of him.
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"Duck.. I-I'm sorry, let me go!"
"Sorry? Sorry won't cut it you piece of shit. Now.. It's time for you to die Diesel."
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"DUCK N- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" Diesel yelled as he fell in drowning to his death. We quickly got out of here knowing Duck had gone insane because of this heat. We went to the little western where we saw Arthur. His crew was trying to cool him down. Arthur's face was bright red and his boiler was extremely hot.
"Douglas, go away, it's dangerous."
"Arth-"
"GO DOUGLAS!" We heard the hissing sound of his boiler beginning to overheat.
"I'm sorry Douglas. Now go away."
"Goodbye Arthur.."
"Goodbye Douglas, it was nice knowing you and everyone else on the railway." Arthur yelled in agony, and we backed up just as there was a huge explosion. Arthur was in awful shape.
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His parts were blown everywhere. They were very hot indeed.
