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It was the end of a hard-working day for the engines. Most of the engines go to sleep at this time of the day, however it was Halloween, and the engines have decided to tell scary stories to eachother. "Timothy fell off of the vidauct, killing everyone onboard. The end." "Im sorry James, but that story was terrible." Said Edward. "I have to agree with Edward on this one." Said Henry. "It was mediocre at best." Retorted Gordon. "Pah, like one of you could come up with a better story!" James said. "Actually, I do have a scary tale in mind now that i think of it. And the scariest thing about it is that its actually real. One of my friends told i

A new engine was set to arrive on the North Western Railway. The mainline engines were discussing about it in their sheds. "I think," said Gordon, "that he will be a station pilot for Tidmouth. It's about time we get one!" "I'm satisfied with any type of engine, as long as he'll be useful." Said Henry. "Whats with all the fuss over this "New Engine" ? We have enough engines already." Said James, who didn't particularly care about the new engine. Suddenly they heard chuffing noises in the distance. There coming towards them was a black BR Standard Class 2 2-6-0. The engines were surprised. "Uhh, hello there. Is this Tidmouth Sheds?" The engine

One autumn morning, Toby was taking stones from the quarry. He was making great time. Up at the level crossing were some teenagers. They were setting up some stones on the track that they collected earlier. "Can't wait so see the looks on their faces when they crash off of the tracks!" "Shhhh, I think someone's coming! Quickly, scram!" Toby was heading towards the level crossing. He didn't notice the stones on the tracks, and neither did his crew. Until... "DRIVER, STOP! STONES ON THE LINE!" shreeked Toby. His driver applied his brakes but the morning dew made his wheels slip. He skidded along the rails, and when he hit the stones he clattere