Zombies are then a symbol of our own mad urges to destroy ourselves, and the terrifying portent that we might succeed.
                                                -Kim Paffenroth

The dark of night covered the island of Sodor like a blanket. In the night sky there is an emotion churning about. The stars lights and the moon glows blankly over the island of Sodor, as if to say something is wrong.

The forest is dead still. No animals, no breeze, no people, no anything. Not even the gently crickets creaking was around. It was as if something had frightened them all out.

Just then, the low sound of the rails rattling was heard. It started low and it started to grown.

"Faster Henry! Faster! Don't look back! Keep going!" A girl in Henry's cab, Charlie, called to Henry. Henry couldn't look back if he wanted to. His face was attached to the front of the engine, but he didn't wanna look back. The sounds he heard behind him was chilling enough. The gurgling, shrieks, and roars were enough to chill a engines fire place.

His wheels were going faster and faster by the second, but the creature behind him was still getting closer and closer.

Never before had the big green engine been so terrified. Henry thought back to when he was boarded up in a tunnel for not wanting to go out in the rain. Being shut up in the tunnel was starting to sound better than what was happening to Sodor