After being found by the Logging Locos on Misty Island, everything was back to normal.

However, Stephanie was unexpectedly apologetic for her accident towards those people and engines for almost scaring them half to death.

Luckily, Sir Topham Hatt was patient with her and accepted her apologies, assuring her that nothing serious had happened to her and it was the Troublesome Trio's fault.

The Troublesome Trio received a harsh scolding from Sir Topham Hatt and 'promised' to not do it again to Stephanie.

But after that, some strange things started happening after Percy's mail run during the night.

It was a moonlight night, and Percy went to collect the mail, with his trusty lamp and his driver and fireman.

So off Percy went, adventuring through the night and heading towards his destination to deliver the mail.

However, a few hours or more later, as everyone was getting ready to go to sleep, Percy suddenly zoomed back into Knapford without the mail train behind him, looking petrified and his paintwork as pale as his face.

He refused to leave his shed after running back, claiming that he had seen a ghost, obviously ignoring the groans from Gordon and James that 'it was bedsheets.'

But in the morning, Thomas asked Percy the same question, wondering what he saw that night.

As Percy was doing an animal delivery, Thomas asked as he stopped at one of his stations with Annie and Clarabel behind him, "Percy? You said you saw a ghost last night. What was the ghost?"

Percy hesitated to tell Thomas, knowing that he was about to brush it off, thinking that it was his imagination, but he eventually answered, "It looked like Casey Jr."

"What?!" Thomas and Percy watched some trucks pushed forward in a hard shove, seeing a surprised Casey Jr. "Me?! You saw a ghost lookin' like me?"

He pointed to himself with a piston as the window of his cab opened a little, as his engineer poked her head out.

"Yes," Percy nodded. "But you are painted dark blue and red, but this one was almost rusted and…"

Percy's voice trailed off as he shivered, closing his eyes as his skin paled a little.

"What?" Thomas asked, sounding worried for his friend. "'Rusted and' what?"

Percy only continued to be silent after Thomas asked, moving away from him as he went to do his chores.

Casey Jr noticed the same thing, humming softly to himself as he placed a piston against his chin, looking to be in thought.

Soon, Casey Jr was in Knapford Shunting Yard, pushing trucks around a little slower than usual, looking to be deep in thought about something.

"Hey, Casey?" Moon spoke, poking her head out of the window of his cab. "What's wrong?"

"It just somethin' Percy said," Casey Jr answered. "He said that the ghost he saw looked like me."

Casey Jr paused after explaining what Percy said, asking, "Do you think he could've seen one of my brothers instead?"

That seemed to confuse her a little, pausing as she thought to herself about the question.

"Excuse me?" Casey Jr perked after hearing the voice, glancing around in confusion. "Over here, sir!"

Casey Jr followed the voice and came over to a brake van in the yard with Bradford, the previous brake van they almost accidentally shunted.

"Who's this, Bradford?" Casey Jr politely asked, mentioning a piston to him.

"My name is Toad," Toad, the brake van smiled politely. "We heard your conversation, mister."

"Casey," Casey Jr tipped his 'hat' to him. "Casey Jones Jr is my name. My driver's name is Moon."

Toad's expression looked bewildered as Bradford said, "Well, Casey, did Percy finish his sentence about the ghost he had seen?"

"No, not really." Casey shook his head as he scratched the side a little. "He only paled and went off to deliver Farmer McColl's pigs."

Bradford thought to himself after Casey Jr explained, as Toad asked, "Well, do you remember anyone that is related or is still alive?"

Casey Jr hummed to himself gently as he thought, scratching his cheek a little with his piston.

"Well," Casey Jr explained. "I remember most of my brothers and sisters. I don't remember much of them since so many years have passed, but I do remember my father."

"Oh, the first Casey Jones?" Toad perked. "What was he like, Mr. Casey Jr?"

Chuckling, Casey Jr beamed as he explained, using his pistons to empathize with his words, "Oh, he was the best engine in the whole wide world! The folks back at home thought that my dad's whistle was like magic! They said when he whistled his whistle, the babies would wake up from their naps but wouldn't cry."

Bradford and Toad listened to Casey Jr's story about his dad, feeling more curious.

"Instead, they would make the same noises as my dad would do," he paused as he moved around a little, making little train sounds. "Then fall right back to sleep. Even when he blew his whistle with farm animals, cows would give an extra quart of milk, and the chickens would lay a least a dozen eggs each!"

A soft smile appeared on Casey Jr's face, feeling already happy about his father.

"But whenever I heard my dad's whistle, I thought, 'That's my dad!'" Casey Jr smiled, winking at them.

"What was his whistle like?" Toad curiously asked. "Does it look like yours?"

Casey Jr shook his head no and said, "His whistle was unique out of the others I have ever seen."

With his pistons, Casey Jr placed them together, saying, "His whistle has all six thin tubes mended together to make a whistle, like this,"

Casey Jr whistled with his whistle to make his father's whistle, sounding like a long-drawn-out note that softly rose and then died away to a whisper.

After that, Casey Jr added with a bell at the end, remembering his father's trademark whistle and bell.

"That's his whistle?" Bradford asked.

"Yep," Casey Jr nodded until hearing a more realistic one from a distance.

Bradford, Toad, Moon, and Casey Jr himself went silent as they listened to the realistic whistle, then a bell at the end.

Casey Jr's face paled a little after hearing the whistle and bell, as Toad looked surprised as Bradford glanced around in case the engine responsible was coming.

After that, Toad was the first one to break the ice, asking, "Was that from him or… one of your siblings?"

Casey Jr said nothing after hearing the whistle and bell, looking very petrified and shocked.

"Mr. Casey?" Toad spoke, noticing that he did not answer their question. "Mr. Casey? Are you alright?"

Casey Jr's mind went back to reality after hearing Toad's voice, shaking his head a little and stammered, still looking slightly pale, "Y-Yeah, I'm fine… I need a moment."

Casey Jr went backwards and onto a turntable as Bradford and Toad watched in confusion as he entered inside one of the Steam Team's sheds.

Luckily, one of the workers there closed the shed's doors after he entered inside.

"What's wrong with Mr. Casey?" Toad curiously asked, glancing over at Bradford.

"That was not someone else." Bradford shook, glancing back over to Toad. "I think it was one of his siblings."


That night, Diesel was assigned to a job before heading to the sheds to sleep, which he wanted to do after a day of hard work, but begrudgingly, Diesel agreed.

So Diesel was coupled up to a long line of freight cars with the help of Paxton.

The weirdest part was that he did not see Casey Jr working in the yard like he used to.

He wonders what happened to him but shrugged to think that he must have been in his shed, sleeping after having a hard day of work.

After being coupled to the trucks behind him, Diesel went on his adventure, heading to the Mainland to drop the cargo off.

He grumbled along the way with irritation down the line.

Diesel wanted his chores completed already and go to sleep in his semi-warm shed.

The trucks giggled after noticing that Diesel was grumpy and was about to shake back and forth to annoy him further when a voice suddenly barked from behind, "I command you to stay still and don't even think about shaking!"

Diesel yelped in startlement after hearing the voice barked, glancing around at the thought of meeting a ghost, but paused a little when he noticed it was coming from the brake van.

"Er, excuse me?" Diesel called from behind. "Who's coupled at the back?"

"That would be me!" the brake van called. "My name is Bradford!"

"How on earth did you get coupled behind?" Diesel asked in confusion.

"Must've been on accident," Bradford sighed. "But, I was staying in the yard for a little too long. Maybe Samson must've forgotten about me. Can you drop me off at the Mainland's yard?"

Diesel snarled a little to himself at the thought of having to deliver a brake van to a yard, but wanting it over, Diesel only responded with, as there was a groan in his voice, "Fine."

So Diesel continued down the line, feeling grumpier than before but half relieved that the trucks were silent.

But knows that Bradford will be barking at him at the little things that he does, mostly about being slow.

Unusually, he was even silent, remembering some complaints from James that Samson was constantly barking at him or anyone else he is with, from going too slow to making some mistakes.

That seemed to confuse Diesel a little, about to ask the strange locomotive when he heard an unusual steam whistle.

The whistle sounded like a long-drawn-out note that softly rose and then died away to a whisper, adding with a bell at the end.

'That sounds like Casey.' Diesel thought to himself, huffing a little.

So he sped up a little to meet 'Casey' until he stopped at his thoughts, remembering that he did not see Casey in the yard, and his whistle did not sound like that.

Maybe he had an upgrade?

Diesel shrugged to himself and continued traveling down the line as Bradford thought to himself, remembering that same whistle and bell.

He soon entered a part of a forest and glanced around, seeing that everything looked a little scary, making him a little skittish.

"Hey," one of the trucks giggled after being silent for a while. "It looks like Weasel is scared about something!"

Diesel frowned after the truck giggled, ready to use his brakes abruptly to silence the trucks behind him.

"Be quiet!" Bradford snapped behind the long line of trucks, silencing them.

After Bradford silenced them with his snap, Diesel continued going down the line until he noticed that there was an eerie glow at the end.

'What's that?' Diesel thought to himself. 'Does a brake van have a bright light?'

Deciding to get a better view of the eerie light, Diesel shakily called to the thing, "Who's-Who's there?"

No response came from the mysterious light, but the same whistle and bell happened, a little louder and closer than before.

"Hey, that sounds like the Ghost of Sodor," one of the trucks mumbled.

"I can't be," another whispered.

"What are you whispering at?" Bradford barked, covering his nervousness in his voice.

"Nothing!" the truck in front of him panicked.

Bradford cocked an eyebrow after the truck lied to him after he barked before noticing something in the corner of his eye.

There was a luminous silver glow in front of them, confusing Bradford when he noticed the strange light ahead.

"What's that up there?" Diesel mumbled before honking his horn and moving forward.

The trucks nervously gulped as Diesel oiled up the mysterious engine, the light over his head shining down the tracks ahead of him.

"Oi, excuse me!" Diesel called to the bright light up ahead. "Who are you?"

As he got closer, Diesel was surprised to see that the engine looked like Casey Jr but taller than him, and the color scheme looked different.

It had the same blue color as Casey Jr, but the cab, the wheels, and some parts of the engine were painted red, including the lamp.

The tender is painted green and has no numbers on the sides.

Diesel looked confused for a moment when he noticed 'Casey Jr' but honked his horn again and oiled up closer to him.

"Oi," Diesel spoke as he got closer to the engine as one of the trucks' faces paled. "I'm talking to you!"

Bradford started at the back of the engine for a moment, wondering for a moment.

He remembered the words Percy had said after seeing the first Casey Jones Jr.

Then, Bradford glanced back over at the mysterious locomotive Diesel was coming over to.

It fits the description.

"Diesel, wait!" Bradford called. "Don't-!"

But it was too late.

Diesel's face, including paintwork, paled after coming closer to the engine when Diesel was up in front of the locomotive.

He noticed the engine had the same facial shape as Casey Jr, but the eyes were pure white, and when the moonlight hit that engine, it looked like it had been through a crash, with the boiler ripped open, and everything around it seemed to be opened wide.

But for the most part, what caused Diesel to panic was that the driver inside looked halfway crushed as a semi-boney, scarred hand reached up and pulled the string above him, whistling and ringing the bell at one of the switch stations.

Diesel screamed at the top of his lungs when he saw the ghost of the deceased engine, zooming away as fast as his wheels could take him, as Bradford saw what he saw, paling too.

One of the trucks' faces turned green when it saw the engine, too.

He zoomed through the forest as fast as he could, as the trucks were panicking instead of giggling, saying, "Faster! Faster!"

Diesel did as they were told and went faster before going into a siting and hid underneath a willow tree.

After Diesel hid, he watched the same semi-destroyed engine going by them, with the same dull expression on his face with pure white eyes.

It took no notice of Diesel hiding underneath the willow tree and disappeared into the distance as the whistle and bell went off again.

"Oh, my gosh!" Diesel exclaimed. "Percy was right the whole time!"

"That's the Ghost of Sodor!" the trucks simultaneously spoke, startling Diesel a little.

"'Th-The Ghost of Sodor?'" Bradford asked, stammering a little before pausing a little to get himself back together. "That ghost we saw is the legendary Ghost of Sodor?"

The trucks nodded after Bradford asked, looking as terrified as Diesel was.

"Well, we have to hurry!" Bradford spoke, sounding a little stern but shaken up from the encounter. "We need to get to the junction, drop the trucks off with me there, and no need to take me to the yard."

"Agreed." Diesel nodded shakily before honking his horn and starting to head off.

During that moment, one of the trucks behind Diesel sniffed.

"Do I smell… oil?" the truck slowly asked.

"Yep, that's me soiling myself." Diesel shamefully agreed as he went off.

Weirdly, the trucks did not laugh after Diesel confessed, as Bradford thought to himself about the sighting of the Ghost of Sodor.


That morning, the Steam Team woke up to see Diesel in the Knapford Shunting Yard, also looking pale as a sheet and looking like he did not sleep at all.

Bradford was almost there in the yard with Diesel, almost pale too.

"What happened to you two?" James asked as he cocked an eyebrow.

"Did you two saw the ghost?" Percy asked.

Diesel and Bradford silently nodded, answering Percy's question.

Gordon and James groaned with annoyance as a massive and singular puff of steam puffed out of their funnels.

"Will you stop this nonsense?!" Gordon huffed. "There's no such thing as ghosts."

Diesel growled as he puffed some black clouds from his air vents as Gordon went onto the turntable.

"Fine, then don't go crying to Sir Topham Hatt if you encounter the Ghost of Sodor at night," Diesel growled.

Gordon and James glanced away from Diesel as they got ready to start the day as Percy slowly came out of his shed.

"Since I have to do the night mail today, would you like my shed to stay inside after you finished your work?" Percy asked.

Diesel was surprised to hear that from Percy, blinking a few times.

"Your shed?" Diesel asked, exclaiming softly. "But isn't it yours?!"

"Yes," Percy nodded as he puffed out of his shed. "But it doesn't matter if it is mine to stay inside. I allowed Philip to sleep inside at one point."

Diesel looked taken aback when Percy mentioned Philip.

"But, since you have encountered the Ghost of Sodor, I'll allow you and Bradford to stay in my shed." Percy smiled.

"Me?!" Bradford exclaimed, also taken aback. "But, I-I have never been inside a shed before!"

"This is your first time then," Percy smiled before whistling his whistle and puffing off, leaving a surprised Diesel and Bradford behind.

Eventually, they took the shed where Percy was inside, but Diesel did not have his head poked out and went further inside with Bradford behind him, letting the remaining workmen close the shed doors.


That next night, Gordon and James were both pulling empty coaches along the line, filled with emptiness.

James, on the other hand, looked unsure as he glanced around, as Gordon noticed.

"You're starting to believe in that nonsense now?!" Gordon scoffed.

"Well," James began. "You'll never know if-"

His sentence was cut when he heard an odd whistle in the air, loud at first, before trailing off and whistling again before a bell rang at the end.

"What was that?" Gordon mumbled.

"Pretty unusual whistle, too," James nodded in agreement.

Soon ahead of them was a luminous silver glow, confusing them.

"Spencer?" Gordon mumbled as he whistled his whistle and went forward.

James hesitated for a moment but eventually whistled his whistle and followed Gordon.

When they were both close, they noticed the locomotive did not look like Spencer, but Casey Jr with almost the same paintwork as him.

"Casey?" James spoke. "What are you doing here? I thought you were back at-"

When the light of the lunar shone through the clouds, James' and Gordon's faces paled like Diesel's, along with their paintwork.

They saw the same thing as Bradford, the trucks, and Diesel saw before.

The engine that looked like 'Casey Jr' looked like a moving, zombified engine with pure white eyes.

Not only that, but the same boney and scarred hand reached up from inside the cab, whistling the same whistle and ringing the bell.

Down the hill, Gordon and James screamed as they rushed down the tracks, running as fast as their wheels would take them.

The engine followed behind them slowly, as its expression was still dull, looking emotionless.

At Knapford, Diesel shunted Bradford into Percy's shed from behind him.

Not only that, Diesel even shunted Toad in Percy's shed, too, behind Bradford.

"I can't believe Mr. Percy gave us his shed!" Toad remarked. "It's strangely nice of him."

"I agree," Bradford nodded as Diesel entered inside backwards.

They heard panicked whistles from two engines, confusing him and the other brake vans behind him.

"What's going on, Mr. Diesel?" Toad curiously asked, cocking his body to the side slightly to see what was going on from in front.

"I don't know," Diesel answered, nervously glancing around for something.

He moved forward to see what was going on when he saw Gordon and James zooming into Knapford without their coaches.

From the expressions on their faces and the pale color of their paintwork, Diesel could tell that they had seen the Ghost of Sodor.

He wanted to tease them of their findings, but an odd feeling inside him told him not to but instead pity them for their judgments.

"Did you see the ghost?" Bradford asked, calling from behind Diesel, glancing over to the side too, looking slightly confused.

"Uh, we did not see it!" Gordon tried covering up as the table turned slowly. "It was just the… moonlight!"

But Diesel could tell they were terrified of the ghost engine, feeling more and more worried.


At the docks, Cranky, Carly, and Big Mickey finished unloading the cargo with the last ship at the port.

They were about to talk about their day when an almost familiar whistle went through the air.

It even had a bell at the end, confusing them as they stopped after placing the last cargo down.

"What was that?" Cranky asked, turning towards where the noise came from.

"Sounds almost like Casey," Salty added. "But wasn't he supposed t' be already finished wit' his work?"

"Unless Henry might be getting fixed again?" Porter suggested.

The cranes looked at each other after Porter suggested before seeing an engine enter inside the docks.

It looked like Casey Jones Jr but painted differently.

"Ahoy thar!" Salty greeted him as he moved closer to the engine. "Wha' would be yer-!"

He stopped when the moonlight hit the engine, revealing his damaged body and pupilless eyes.

Salty and Porter went backwards after seeing the engine coming into the docks, hiding underneath a cover.

The cranes went stiff when they all saw the engine, too, their paint color paling slightly.

Soon, the cab's door opened, and a figure stepped out, pushing its hat up slightly from its head.

The ghostly driver has short brown hair from underneath his cap and fair skin.

He sported a light blue cap with dark blue overalls with a pocket on the front and a long-sleeved sky blue shirt underneath.

Topping things off, he is wearing a pair of dark brown boots and black gloves on his hands.

His skin looked pale, and he also had no pupils in his eyes, as some parts of his body looked destroyed and a faint smell of fire and melted iron came off him.

The workmen were also hiding as some of them paled when they saw the ghostly engineer step out from the destroyed engine, glancing around.

He walked around for a moment to look for something, not minding the stares and pale faces from the engines and workmen.

After having a second glance around, the ghostly engineer went back inside the semi-destroyed cab, and the whistle came again with the bell at the end before disappearing.

"H-Holy-" stammered Porter.

"That's a ghost engine!" Cranky exclaimed.

"With an engineer!" added Carly.

Every workman poked out after the ghost had disappeared, glancing at each other for a moment.

None of them wanted to stay any longer on the docks with that spirit around.


Soon, almost every engine there saw the Ghost of Sodor, along with the ghostly engineer.

Some were terrified to death of the appearance as others refused to leave their sheds at night.

They did not want to encounter it or get dragged to death.

Stephanie understands Sir Topham Hatt's frustration with the supposedly 'Ghost of Sodor' and the terrifying engines refusing to work at night.

She thought about it during the week, thinking to herself about what is going on around Sodor.

She heard almost every engine they had seen, all except Casey Jr himself.

So, that night, Stephanie decided to find out what the phantom was by herself.

Little did she know, the engines held up a meeting to discuss the ghost encounters in Knapford, wanting to figure out what to do with their 'ghostly' problem.

"We have to do something about this ghost," Bradford spoke.

"A agree," nodded Donald. "It makes me wheels quiver at the thoucht o' seein' thon chost takin' someone's life."

"Stop making it worse!" Diesel groaned. "I had enough of listening to what ghosts do."

Sighing, Bradford turned his attention to Casey Jr, who looked a little nervous as Moon stood next to him.

"Listen, it may sound strange," Moon spoke. "But, why would this ghost be out in the nighttime, looking for something and looking like a zombie?"

All the engines, brake vans, and vehicles shuddered at the image of the Ghost of Sodor, remembering seeing the appearance of the ghost and the poor engineer.

Then Sir Topham Hatt arrived at the shunting yard in Knapford, looking confused about the large group of engines.

"What is everybody doing here?!" he exclaimed. "Cranky and the other cranes at the docks are busy looking for Porter and Salty, and most importantly, do any of you know where Stephanie is again?"

The group's expressions turned from worry to shock as they glanced at each other.

"Stephanie's missing?" Edward asked as he glanced over at Sir Topham Hatt. "Do you remember where she is?"

"That's the exact question I was asking," Sir Topham Hatt sighed as he placed a hand on his temple. "Does anyone know where Stephanie was?"

Everyone, including Moon, the drivers, and fireman, shrugged their shoulders as the machines responded to Sir Topham Hatt with "I don't know," "She didn't tell me," "Was someone else with her?"

Then, a whistle took everyone by surprise, glancing over, and noticed that it was a truck.

"I saw the walking blueberry going somewhere," the truck teased lightly.

"'Walking blueberry?'" Percy repeated with confusion, cocking an eyebrow.

"He's meaning to Stephanie," Diesel responded with a slightly irritated tone in his voice before turning his attention to the truck. "Where did you see her last?"

"She was walking somewhere around where there was a path that leads around a mountain and to the abandoned Sodor's Fishing Grounds." the truck answered, shaking its body a little.

"That's where I usually go past," Oliver spoke. "It has been closed for a long time!"

"An' where it is headin' tae!" Donald panicked. "Me an' Dougie were the last ones thon wis headin' throuch thon line ower!"

Everyone panicked and started moving backwards to get out of Knapford, as one by one went on the turntable to turn around.

Thomas allowed Sir Topham Hatt to board him and leave with the others, as Percy was coupled to the truck that told them of where Stephanie was the last time he had seen her.

In case they were going the right way to follow Stephanie of where she was going.

But Casey Jr. was being a little slower than the others, looking more worried than ever before without Moon noticing.


Meanwhile, Stephanie was sitting on top of an empty crate as she had her hood up over her head to warm her ears from being cold.

Since she had finally reached the abandoned Sodor's Fishing Grounds, it was near the ocean side and freezing for her, even at night.

Suddenly, she heard the same whistle was loud in the beginning, before trailing off and returning, before adding a bell at the end.

Stephanie glanced up and noticed the semi-destroyed ghostly engine as it stopped on the tracks.

It glanced around the fishing ground with a slightly dull expression on its face before sighing.

Stephanie stood up from the crate and slowly walked up to the engine before clearing her throat.

"Excuse me?" Stephanie pardoned herself towards the ghostly engine. "Uh, is there something wrong, or are you looking for something that you forgot?"

The ghostly engine perked after she pardoned herself and glanced over at her, noticing Stephanie standing right near him, looking curious as she had her hands together.

Mostly to keep the heat in them since it was cold.

"Oh," the ghost finally spoke, turning slightly towards her. "Hello there."

Since he was made like Casey Jr, he was flexible all over his body.

He placed an injured piston against the ground as he got comfortable as the ghostly driver stepped out of his half smashed cab.

"What are you doin' here, little missy?" the ghostly engineer asked, kneeling to her height.

A light smell of soot came off from him, along with melted metal and oil.

"I came here to find you two," Stephanie calmly answered. "I've heard rumors from the engines on Sodor."

"Ah, of course," the broken steam engine sighed, glancing away from her. "It's always those rumors that scare everyone away…"

Stephanie smiled reassuringly and said, taking a step closer to them, "I don't think any of the rumors are true, but is the story true?"

They both nodded in agreement, looking down at their feet or buffers, looking slightly ashamed of themselves.

"Yep," sighed the engineer. "That's true."

The steam engine shuddered softly to himself before a wheel popped off from him.

"Oh, gosh darn it." He reached behind with his piston to get the wheel before the ghostly engine stood back up as some bones inside him cracked slightly, causing him to hiss softly in pain.

Another snap went through the air, and the engine yelped, moving his piston behind and feeling a new crack on his boiler.

"It seems like I'm gettin' too old for this," the steam engine chuckled.

"You're gettin' old?" chuckled the engine as he glanced over at him. "My bones are actin' like popcorn in a heated kettle!"

Stephanie softly giggled after they joked about themselves before walking over the wheel that popped off and picking it up from the ground.

"Here you go," Stephanie smiled at the elderly engineer. "You might need this."

The engineer smiled after Stephanie handed him the cog that Casey Sr dropped, taking it from her and placing it back to where it had popped out before.

"Um, I didn't get your names," Stephanie innocently spoke, moving her hands behind her back. "My name is Stephanie, Stephanie Allen."

The engineer glanced over to Stephanie and responded, tipping his hat towards her, "The name's Casey, Casey Jones!"

The locomotive did the same thing to Stephanie, responding with, "And my name is Casey Jones Sr!"

Stephanie gently giggled after introducing themselves to her before slowly noticing the familiarities to the name 'Casey Jones.'

"Hey, do any of you two remember Casey Jones Jr?" Stephanie politely asked.

Immediately, a hand wrapped around her middle and gently yanked her backwards before being placed in front of the broken steam engine.

"Johnny?" the engine asked as Stephanie looked slightly confused and startled. "Johnathan Luther Jones Junior is still alive?!"

Stephanie looked confused for a moment before answering, "Yes, he is. I found him in a shed alongside a robot named Moon."

He sighed in relief as he placed Stephanie back down on the ground as she rearranged some of her clothes back into place.

"I'm relieved that he is still alive!" he sighed. "I thought he was going to be scrapped if he was found!"

Stephanie looked confused for a moment after he sighed and asked, "Were you looking for him?"

He glanced back down at Stephanie and nodded.

"Yes," Casey Sr sighed. "I've been lookin' for him all these years to tell him somethin' that I have. But, it seemed like every engine around here is scared 'bout my appearance."

Stephanie paused a little after Casey Sr explained, thinking to herself for a moment about what to do to help them both meet Casey Jr without freaking out everyone else.

Then, an idea popped into her head, saying, "I got an idea!"

Casey Jones and Casey Sr glanced over at Stephanie with confused expressions on their faces, asking, "What's the idea?"

"I know they are going to look for me here since I have a bad habit of venturing without an adult's permission," Stephanie explained as she blushed sheepishly. "So, if we go after them instead, we can meet up with the others!"

"What are you, crazy?" Casey Jones shrugged his shoulders with a huff. "We can't appear in front of them lookin' like this! They'll freak out the second they make eye contact with us!"

Stephanie paused a little after Casey Jones shrugged and mentioned himself with his hands, thinking to herself for a moment to help them.

"What if we can trick them into going to the Dieselworks?" Stephanie suggested. "There, I can close the doors after the last one is inside, and you'll do the talking with Casey Jr!"

Casey Jones and Casey Sr paused to themselves after Stephanie suggested again before nodding their heads, saying, "Alright, but you have to lead us to the Dieselworks."

Stephanie nodded her head and followed Casey Jones to Casey Sr's cab, stepping in with the help of him.

Once she was inside with him, Stephanie noticed it had been dented around a little since the crash in the nineteenth century but still looked the same as Casey Jr's mechanisms.

Pushing her glasses into place, Stephanie hugged Casey Jones's legs if she accidentally fell out of Casey Sr's cab as he went to work.

Since Sim Webb is not with him after rescuing him from crashing, it looks a little hard for him to start Casey Sr up.

But he surprisingly manages to do it without his trusty fireman by his side.

Stephanie stayed where she was as she hugged Casey Jones' legs, watching as they puffed down the line.

Half of her was worried about their reactions to seeing her with the ghost of Casey Jones.

But her other half was also worried about being grounded or punished.


Meanwhile, everyone was going down the line to look for Stephanie, worried about encountering the Ghost of Sodor or seeing her in more danger.

Deep within the forest, as they turned around the corner, a single red eye was watching them go down the line before heading up Gordon's Hill.

A chuckle came from the figure that was watching them as it disappeared into thin air.

As Casey Jr followed them while going down Gordon's Hill, something seemed to happen with his brakes as Moon tried slowing down, seeing that it had become stuck!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Casey Jr shrieked in fear, trying to slow down with his pistons. "What's happenin'?!"

"I don't know!" Moon called. "Your brakes aren't working!"

Casey Jr panicked as he came close to Gordon's tender's buffers, exclaiming, "Gordon! Watch out!"

Gordon quickly switched to a different track after hearing Casey Jr's panicked whistle and the ringing of his bell, watching him go down at an out-of-control speed.

Linus noticed the problem and sped after Casey Jr to rescue him from crashing as Henry shoveled coal into his firebox.


With Casey Jones, Casey Sr, and Stephanie, they all heard Casey Jr's panicked whistling and bell on the other side of the forest, as Stephanie exclaimed, "That's his whistle and bell!"

Stephanie yelped when Casey Sr suddenly picked up speed, causing her to grip the side of the door of the cab, her hair whipping back in the air.

"He sounds like he is in trouble!" Casey Sr panicked. "We have to get there!"

So Casey Sr continued speeding up to Gordon's speed, chasing after the panicked whistling and bell were coming from.


Meanwhile, Casey Jr continued to try to stop himself from crashing into anything, using his pistons on the ground as they scraped against the earth, as Moon continued struggling with the brakes.

She clicked them back and forth repeatedly, even trying to shut off steam that kept Casey Jr going, but it was stuck too!

Behind them, Linus sped after Casey Jr to rescue him from danger as Henry continued shoveling coal into his firebox.

When they were close enough, Linus tried reaching for the coupling link to stop Casey Jr from continuing to pick up speed, missing a few times.

Linus huffed as his cheeks were red as he went back a second time, using his pistons to get the coupling line.

But he missed it again!

Linus huffed and sped up again after slowing down a little to try again before feeling something moving from the right-hand side of him.

When he glanced over to see who it was, he was surprised to notice that it was Henry, climbing on him to his front buffers.

He had his hat off and was carefully climbing around Linus' body towards his buffers before mentioning to Casey Jr's tender's coupling link and his as if he was telling Linus that he can help Linus reach the coupling link.

Linus nodded his head and picked up more speed towards Casey Jr, inching himself closer to Casey Jr as he struggled to stop himself with his pistons.

He used his pistons to keep Henry on his buffers from accidentally falling off, watching as he moved forward and reached towards the coupling link, missing a few times before stretching again.

Linus bit the bottom of his lip nervously as he watched his engineer struggle to get the coupling link in his fingers or hand before an idea popped in his funnel.

Lifting Henry off his buffers a little, Linus stretched his pistons out a little for Henry to reach one more time before finally grabbing Casey Jr's coupling link.

After grabbing his coupling link, they jolted when they heard a six-toned whistle and a bell at the end from ahead of them.

Another engine was heading towards them ahead of them!

With no time to lose, Linus carefully pulled Henry forward with his pistons and watched as he connected him to Casey Jr before carefully moving from him to Casey Jr's cab.

So Linus pulled on his brakes, tugging Casey Jr backwards to slow him down.

As soon as Henry entered Casey Jr's cab to help Moon with the brakes, Casey Sr appeared in front and stopped in front, wincing a little as he had his pistons up, waiting for the crash.

It happened, and tiny sparks flew everywhere, causing Stephanie to be tossed forward from hugging Casey Jones's legs.

Casey Jones luckily caught Stephanie before any harm came to her, as Moon and Henry bounced back from the crash as Linus went into Casey Jr's tender from behind.

Casey Sr kept his brakes on hard as he went back down the rails with a hard screeching noise, slowing Casey Jr down from picking up speed.

It lasted for a few minutes before finally coming to a stop, as steam came from Casey Sr's, Casey Jr's, and Linus' wheels.

"Oh, my-" Casey Sr softly exclaimed as he reached up to his son's face with his pistons. "Are you alright, Johnny?!"

"I-I'm fine," Casey Jr stammered, sounding a little shaken up. "Just a little…"

His voice trailed off when he realized the speech and came face-to-face with the ghost of his father.

Henry and Moon stepped out of Casey Jr's cab a little shakily, as Henry collapsed on the ground from the overwhelming fear of crashing, as Moon helped him back up to his feet.

"Are you alright, Casey?" Linus asked, moving from one line to another without having to use a switchman to help. "Who… stopped you…?"

Linus noticed Casey Sr, as Casey Jones stepped out of his cab, holding a very surprised and a little shaken up Stephanie, giving her to a shocked Moon.

"Sorry for scarin' you all like that," Casey Jones apologized with a light blush on his cheeks. "We mean no harm to everyone else. We only wanted to talk to Johnny here."

Casey Jr's perked after hearing Casey Jones' explanation before Casey Sr took his 'hat' off and held it in his pistons, with a sad expression on his face.

"I'm sorry that you have to live without me," Casey Sr apologized. "I was only tryin' to save up some time to deliver the mail, the cargo, and the passengers to their stations… I guess I went a little too fast to slow down and understand what was about to happen next. I know you are angry at me for that."

"No, Dad," Casey Jr spoke, surprising Casey Sr. "It was no one's fault, and I am not angry at you. You were tryin' to do your job, but you saved everyone's lives!"

Casey Sr paused after Casey Jr explained, glancing down at his 'hat' in thought, remembering his bravery along with Casey Jones.

"And," Casey Jr softly smiled as he reached over to Casey Sr with his pistons, wrapping them around Casey Sr's neck. "I miss you so much."

A soft, surprised expression appeared on Stephanie's face after Casey Jr spoke, only staying quiet as she listened to their conversation.

Casey Sr went silent after Casey Jr hugged him before starting to cry softly, wrapping his pistons around Casey Jr's neck in return, dropping his 'hat' in the process.

A soft smile was on Linus' face after they hugged, before noticing Casey Jones walking up to him and Henry, placing his hands on his hips.

"I reckon you both have our old line?" Casey Jones asked.

"Yes, sir," Linus nodded his head, sounding a little confused.

Casey Jones placed a hand on Henry's shoulder, saying, "Take care of our line with Casey Jr, and take it with pride!"

Linus smiled and nodded as he hugged Henry with his pistons as Casey Jones released his shoulder as Linus hugged Henry.

After that, Casey Jones and Casey Sr disappeared into thin air as Casey Jr's pistons moved away, watching the sunrise over the horizon.

As Casey Jr and Linus went to check for injury and a new change of wheels after they were grinding against the rails, Stephanie stopped when something glittered against her eye from the rising sun.

Stephanie turned around and followed where the glinting was, kneeling down near one of the rails and looking at what it was.

She used her hands to dig into the dirt a little before taking out a necklace near the railroad.

To her confusion, it looked almost like hers, except the pendant was replaced with a whistle.

It was a conductor's whistle!

Stephanie smiled a little after noticing the old conductor's whistle in her hand before turning around to follow Sir Topham Hatt to head back home.

She stopped mid-turn when she saw something red with silver staring at her, glancing back at where she saw it was before, only to see nothing there.

"Stephanie?" Sir Topham Hatt called. "Are you coming?"

Stephanie glanced over at Sir Topham Hatt after he called, looking over to the forest once before turning around and, responded to him, "Coming!"

So Stephanie ran over to Sir Topham Hatt and climbed into Thomas's cab, heading back to the sheds to get some rest there.

Once Sir Topham Hatt, Stephanie, and Thomas were gone, an engine reappeared from the forest after disappearing with a single red eye and a metal mask.

They watched the little blue tank engine puff down the line and over Gordon's Hill before disappearing again into thin air.