The sound of the phone ringing awoke Aranea from her sleep on the pull out bed in the couch. After the second ring she raised herself off the bed and started her groggy walk across the room to the steam powered phone on the other side.

"Hello?" Aranea questioned her voice and the person on the other end of the line. They responded with no concern about her voice.

"Hello, this is Mr. Benoit from Mr. Wenston's office," Aranea recognized the secretary's voice and knew that he wouldn't care how she sounded, "is this Ms. Aranea Henderson?"

Aranea nodded before she realized she was on the phone and replied. "Yes it is, how may I help you?"

Mr. Benoit took no time in replying, usually he would chat with Aranea for a few minutes before telling her what she was hired for. "Aranea, the train you fixed was broken, along with a dozen others that you have fixed in the past, we need them all repaired, but we don't have enough to pay you in full right now for all of them. Could you come fix them so people can get to their places on time, and have the company pay you later?"

Aranea thought about it, she needed money so she would have some left over at the end of the month after she paid the rent, and maybe if she got some she could pay for Nicole's rent as well. Not getting paid all at once would also be helpful for paying her next round of rent. She replied with only a few seconds hesitation. "Tell Mr. Wenston that I'll be at his office to receive the list of trains that need to be repaired in an hour."

"Thank you very much Ms. Henderson, I'll let him know." They both hung up as Aranea decided that she would have to pack every tool she had if she was going to be repairing thirteen different trains. She chose the outfit that she usually worked in, took a shower, and grabbed her toolbox. That took her about half an hour so she made a quick breakfast of scrambled eggs on toast, and a water bottle and ate on her way to the station. She arrived right on time to the office door. The door was open so she knocked on it while in the doorway to let Mr. Wenston know that she was there.

He waved her in and as soon as she made it to his desk he handed her the list. "Here you go Ms. Henderson, I hate to make you do this much work, but someone came in a just destroyed the trains. We have no idea who did it, the damage shouldn't be that bad though the police have been called. As long as you can fix it all we won't care who did it." Aranea nodded and left the office with a wave and smile. The first train was on the farthest side of the yard, the side right next to the science center. She had never been on this side, it was nerveracking to be so close to one of the places she feared the most.

She could always do the this train last, or just put it off until later, but it was already 10:30. She didn't have any extra time to come back from another end of the yard, and if she stayed until dark, the science center would be even scarier. Aranea decided to put up with it as she clambered into the train to see what was wrong. After looking around the entire space she decided the problem wasn't inside. She tried to turn on the engine to see if she could locate the problem from where the sounds were loudest. There was a sharp clanking noise coming from the bottom of the train. Aranea winced, not just from the awful sound the train made, but from the thought of going outside near the science center.

So far the center hadn't managed to bother her. She was afraid to leave her comfort zone of the train, but knew that she didn't have enough time to wait. She climbed down the stairs tightening her ponytail. Once she was facing the train she pulled down her brown goggles so that anything in the trains steam wouldn't hurt her eyes. As she slid under the train she immediately saw the problem with the train. The pipe that connected the steam to the engine to create power had been separated. It would take a few minutes to line up correctly, a fairly simple fix. Aranea slid back out from under the train to grab the tools that she would need and was met by a pair of boots.

"Hello Miss. How are you?"

Aranea looked up to see the speaker and saw the one thing she feared most. Standing above her was a man wearing a lab coat with an I.D. badge hanging out of the lower pocket. The badge was eye level with Aranea giving her no choice but to read it. Realizing that she had taken a while to reply she decided to try to stay on the scientist's good side. "I'm good sir, how are you."

He smiled as if she had answered the question correctly and continued the conversation. "My name is Dr. Ely, I work at the science center, may I ask what your name is?"

Aranea was shocked at his manners but quickly composed herself and replied. "My name is Aranea Henderson I work as a steam engine mechanic. Out of curiosity, what are you doing here?"

The doctor laughed, "I'm on my way home for the day shouldn't you be going home soon too?"

Aranea looked at the sun then back at the man with a look of confusion on her face. She took out her pocket watch, even if she was a girl she still needed to keep track of the time, and saw that it was only 10:40. "Sir, It's still 10:40 in the morning, why are you heading home so early?"

Dr. Ely looked at her curiously then bursted out laughing. Aranea almost pulled away in shock thinking he was going to hurt her before realizing that he was laughing at himself. "Look at me," he said in between breaths, "thinking it was yesterday after working all night, maybe I should look around myself more." Aranea silently agreed and decided that if the conversation didn't end soon that she would end it herself.

Luckily she didn't as the doctor ended it for her. "Well even though it is morning, I still need to go home and get some rest before I come back for more work, maybe if you're still here we can chat some more."

Dr. Ely walked away leaving Aranea confused and wondering about what the science center was actually like. After meeting that doctor she knew she couldn't trust all the rumors she had heard about the place. He was much nicer than she had expected. She really needed the money, if she could brave the center and pay for the rent it would be worth it. More and more now she was thinking about the center and what would actually happen if she went.