If there was anything every engine hated, it was a very heavy load. Luckily, Percy was on his mail run the next day, so he didn't have to worry about it. Engines whistled at him as he passed, which was their own little way of a greeting.
"Hello, Percy!" Thomas called as he passed with Annie and Clarabel, his coaches.
"Hey, Thomas!"
Percy smiled and continued on his way. He made a quick delivery at the Blue Mountain Quarry, and then continued on to his next destination. He stopped at a red signal, waiting for it to turn green. It took about a minute before he was finally able to
set off again. He made his last mail delivery to Arensdalle End, where Toby, the tram engine, rang his bell to greet him.
"Isn't it a beautiful day?" The tram sighed.
"Yeah," Percy agreed. "It's really nice."
Percy collected some slate to be taken to another quarry, and quickly set off again. He passed a open track where there was a signal, and when the tracks crossed each other. Percy looked up at the signal.
Red.
He sighed, stopping again. Suddenly, the tracks started to shake, and the little green engine looked up.
"What is that?"
It all happen so fast. Another engine, coming from the track of to Percy's side, plowed straight into him. The green engine flew of the tracks, and hit the ground very hard. All he felt was terrible pain, and little pieces of the slate he'd been pulling
were pelting him.
Percy screamed, and his entire world went black.

Throughout the island, several of the people and engines looked up.
Percy's scream was so loud that almost everybody on the entire island could hear it. On his branch line, Thomas looked up.
On the express route, Gordon looked up. At the engine wash, James looked up.
Over at Brendam Docs, Porter, Salty, and Kranky all looked up, too.
Almost every single engine had heard that scream and looked up. All that had heard would remember, and all that hadn't heard would be told, and then remember the story. They'd all said,
"Huh? What was that?"
But then the call came in.
"Sir Topham!" Percy's driver cried into the phone.
The Controller was surprised at his volume.
"Calm down," he said firmly. "Whatever's the matter?"
"There was a collision!" The firemen cut in. "Another engine ran straight into Percy! Head on! He's injured badly!"
Sir Topham was on his feet in a second.
"I'll Send Rocky, James, and Gordon out to him at once," he said. "How bad is it?"
"Sir...it's hard to tell what he even is anymore," the driver responded. "He looks awful. He's...He's smashed and destroyed."
The Controller became very worried for his engine.
"Don't tell Thomas," he said quietly, hanging up.
He quickly raced out to the station, where, by some aligning of the planets, the engines he needed were all there.
"James!" He boomed. "Fetch Rocky at once! Percy's been in a horrible accident!"
"R-Right away, sir!" James said, and sped off to get the rescue crane.
"Gordon, you follow him with a flatbed," Sir Topham said. "He'll...He'll need it."