Sodor, A place full Of heaven and joy, With living engines, Cars, Trucks, Planes, Ship and much - much more. Such a Pure and tender hearted place right? Well, Now, It may not live up to it's name. Sodor has been experiencing darkness {that means that Sodor has been experiencing only nightfall for a week, the sun hasn't been seen for a week.}for a week now. The engines are worried, the fat controller is terrified, and some weird monsters are running around the island. Mutating everyone that they see. Nobody knows this. Can they survive? Who will emerge victorious? Will Sodor fight back? Will the Monsters kill everyone? My name is Samuel, the driver of the Number 5 engine of the N.W.R. ,James.
If anybody can hear me, This is my journal, of what happened on Sodor during those terrifying times in 1973. Read to find out. This is Samuel, signing out.
[Also: All rights reserved to Mattel, The Wilbert Awdry, and Britt Allcroft.] {Also heavily inspired by: Sodor: Darkness, Sodor fallout, Sodor: Eclipse, and Sodor decay.}
{BTW the thumbnail is old and back then i wanted Toby to be the star, but now its changed to James so ignore the thumbnail lol}
Enjoy! :D
Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of.
Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers.
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