Chapter 6 - Nightmare
The sun rose over Knapford Yard as Gordon waited in the platform for Thomas to bring his train.
"What's taking him so long," Gordon muttered to himself. Then he saw someone he never thought he'd see again. "Henry?"
The Yard fell silent. The wind was still. Nothing moved. Gordon moved up to his best friend.
"They forgot about me," Henry said.
"What?"
"It's so dark and cold."
Gordon was utterly confused at what Henry was saying. But he was snaped out of his thoughts by the sudden lack of light and freezing cold air.
"You're forgetting about me. Do you know how that makes me feel?" Henry said, now suddenly in front of Gordon.
"What? How could I forget you, Henry."
Suddenly they were on the Viaduct. Well, next to it. Gordon looked down to see the raging river below him.
"It's like pulling the rails from underneath me," Henry said. "Then comes the fall."
"Henry no!" Gordon's firebox froze as he felt himself plummet towards the river.
Gordon snapped his eyes open. It was still dark at Tidmouth Sheds. He looked over to his left to see everyone still fast asleep, and most importantly Rebecca.
"Good God," Gordon mutter finally breathing again. His rapid breathing and gasps had woken Rebecca.
"What's wrong Gordon?" she asked.
"It's nothing."
"Bullshit," she yawned. Gordon knew she wasn't going to let this pass.
"Had a nightmare, that's all."
"What happened?"
Gordon hesitated. "Henry, talked to me, and... then got mad and tried to kill me."
"Was he like that before he passed?"
"No."
"Then you know that none of it was real," Rebecca reassured.
"I know that."
"Then why do you looked so panicked?"
"It's become so regular, I think he might feel that way."
"Ghosts aren't real Gordon, and from what I hear, Henry would never be a burden on you."
Gordon just sat in silence until both engines fell back asleep.