Sodor's New Worker

Prophetic

   Maddy didn't remember leaving the station. Nor did she remember how she got into bed, or who covered her up. She cracked open one of her eyes, her vision blurry because someone had taken off her glasses. As she tried to reach for them, she realized that she was firmly kept in place, paralyzed. Panicking, she looked around her blurry, almost dark room. Nothing lit it up except the faint glowing that persisted from her own body. It didn't help, she couldn't see. 

   Though, she could feel someone's presence. A dark one, and it was getting closer. Maddy couldn't speak, as if her throat had sealed shut; nothing would come out. Her voice was gone. She shut her eyes tight, praying the feeling went away.

   It didn't. Instead, she could barely see something reach toward her, feeling ice-coldness press onto her forehead. Her body surged up, seizing, as if she was being electrocuted. Finding her voice, she howled to the high heavens, the sheer power of the screaming scratching at her throat. Everything hurt.

   She heard her door slam open before her vision went white, and everything slipped into silence.

   Waking up, she was surrounded by...nothing. Well, she wasn't really awake; trapped in her mind again more like. It was familiar to her, but the way it happened was new.

"Your fate is sealed." a voice bellowed out. It was not Lady. It was a man, one she didn't recognize.

"What?" she whispered, looking around. There was nothing, just the endless white void. "What's going on?"

"You must leave this place or this island will crumble."

"I'm an asset! There's no way I-"

   Bright colors filled the void, dozens of screens filled the space around her.

   Everything was failing. Friends and family were crashing, some killing people in the process. 

"Wh-" Maddy choked. "What is all this?"

"If you stay here, you will cause more problems than the railway can afford to fix. Your friends and family will die. Those that live will begin to resent you for killing their livelihood, their home, their railway."

"No.."

"Yes. This is the future as it stands if you stay. Are you going to be selfish and stay, or think about your family and leave."

"..."

   She kept watching all the horrific accidents happening. Watching as her friends, family, and James turn their back on her. Again. The girl on the screen begged and pleaded to not be alone. No one listened. The damage had been done.

"Is that what you want?" the voice echoed, seeming to get closer.

"No...I-"

"Leave."

"No!"

"LEAVE."

"NO!"

"Then you'll kill this island and your friends."

   Whispers filled the air, about her faults, her violence. It soon turned to chanting. Chanting from voices she recognized. Thomas, Gordon, Donald and Douglas...James. Everyone, endlessly chanting. 

"Leave. Leave. Leave. Leave. LEAVE. LEAVE. LEAVE. LEAVE. LEAVE. LEAVE. LEAVE. LEAVE. LEAVE. LEAVE. LEAVE! LEAVE! LEAVELEAVELEAVELEAVELEAVELEAVELE-"

   She scratched and clawed at her face, screaming, pleading. Blood drawn from her face as her ears rang, the landscape around her crumbling as she came out of....whatever that was. Still clawing at her face, bright crimson blood getting into her nail, her clothes and her sheets. Sitting straight up, someone grabbed her wrists, pulling them away from her face to get her to stop clawing. Maddy squinted her eyes, trying to see through blood and tears she didn't even know she was shedding. She heard whoever it was shuffle about, then they put her glasses on her face. As her vision cleared a little more, she finally noticed it was Edward. Her dad. To his left was Henry, her papa. They looked so worried.