"Sleep well now my son. And awake to a brighter world."

These were the last words I had heard from my mother before I had fallen asleep. When I woke up though, I lied in a field by a city and railroad tracks. I had lost my arms and legs and the majority of my body felt numb. I felt sick and I wondered what had happened. Where were the Axis Powers? Where was my family? Where was Boston? I was so confused. Then, a helicopter came awfully close to me... She... The helicopter was a she, and she had a face and a voice. No one was controlling her, she was a living thing herself.

"Hey, where have you been? You've been asleep for a while now, you know. You worried everybody sick!" this helicopter scolded me rather angrily.

"Wh-Wha? Where's my mom at?!" I bark at her with wide eyes, becoming terrified.

"You mean your creator?" she speaks, her word perplexing me.

"Creator..?" I breath out, trying to get a good look at myself. However, I can no longer move my head, only my face and lower half of my body. I can still move, how? My head feels like it's spinning. Have I reached heaven?

"Come on Thomas, don't be playing games with me."

"How do you know my name?!" I yell with wide eyes, breathing heavily as I feel a panic attack starting to make its way into me.

"Hey, you found him. There he is, Thomas the Tank Engine. You doing okay boy-oh?" a pick up truck with the face and voice of an old man asks, driving up to me.

"T-Tank Engine?" I inquire, my head swirling with memories before I pass out.