Prologue

many years ago on the Island of Sodor, they were many talking engines.

there was a another Tank Engine that represents Thomas.

with six small wheel's except he was paint silver, he had the number zero on his side and his name was Timothy, he was an old but kind engine. with a broad smile and wrinkles at the of his mouth.

all passenger were on coaches and the guard blew his whistle.

all steam ahead Timothy. Driver said to Timothy.

sure thing. Timothy replied to his Driver.

Timothy drove out of the station, Timothy was driving through the night.

as they got to the first station it happen...

the Driver applied the brakes but it didn't work. Timothy kept on going and went past the station.

Timothy went fast, then got even more faster.

Timothy, what are are you doing!? Driver said worried to Timothy.

Timothy didn't say a word.

Timothy kept on going.

suddenly they were switched on the wrong track. way form the mainland.

then Driver and Fireman saw in horror, they were heading towards a cliff. where a bridge is was to be built.

Timothy didn't you'll going to kill us all! Driver said in horror to Timothy.

Driver and Fireman scrambled and filled the controls, they were trying they're best nothing was working.

i'm going send you all to the graveyard. Timothy said with evil.

Timothy fall down the incomplete bridge with a big explode. everyone was dead..

Timothy and his Driver and Fireman were dead...

no witnesses and no survives, the crash was found by the workmen at the following day.

but they didn't know who the engine was due when it was blow up, charred beyond recognition. when investigators came, they had very little evidence to go on. but the bodies Driver and Fireman were found and they thought they have tried saving the locomotive and the passenger, but they didn't.

Investigators lauded as to be a normal tragic train accident with Mechanic failure to the controls as the cause of the crash.

Many years pasted by...

i'm the one, who arrived at Island. my name is Amrullah Mohammad. and i got a job as a train driver. what i did not know that horror was going to happen.

years pasted by the construction of the bridge was complete.

however after the rails were laid and the final works to it were being made, many workmen and railway staff saw a ghost train...rushing by whistling and cursing at a Evil voice before screaming into the darkness and disappear. many people didn't that it was the ghost of Timothy haunting the viaduct, but nobody knew to believe it or not.

it was from those who have heard about the story...

and every year on his suicidal accident Timothy run again as a warning to others plunging into the darkness like a lost soul...

To be Continued...
A/N: and the story began's...this is a Prologue, the Chapters will come soon..