The next morning, Percy was still feeling shocked from last night. All day, he kept on thinking about who the ghost train was and whether or not his driver's story was really true or sill made up. Percy could remember the time, years ago, he was told about it and then telling it to Thomas and Toby. Thomas didn't believe it and later got a fright from Percy after his accident with a cart of lime. It all seemed like yesterday, but both Thomas and Percy had not forgotten it.

Thomas was working at the quarry, shunting some trucks. He was getting them ready for Toby who was to deliver them to the docks where some new building materials were being carried by ship from the mainlands. The weather was warm with a few clouds and Thomas was worked very hard. He went backwards and forwards all day, proving to be really useful. When dusk fell, the little blue engine was tired. The quarry master came walking up to him.

"There is a small night special that needs to be taken to Edward's station," he said. "Can you take it for us, please?"

"Sure." said Thomas. But he really didn't want to.

It was dark by the time the train was shunted into place. Thomas was soon coupled to it and he set off. He was making good timing, passing though green signals and hearing the rails humming beneath him. There was a full moon in the sky along with stars twinkling. Thomas made it to Edward's station and placed the trucks into a siding and went home.

At the sheds, Thomas and Toby were being looked at by engineers. Outside, the weather had changed. The mist had come down and it was crawling along the rails. At that moment, Percy puffed in, after delivering the mail train.

"Hello Percy, how did the delivery of the mail go?" ask Toby.

"It was ok, but really tiring." said Percy. But Thomas could see that his friend was not looking his normal self.

"Percy, are you ok? You don't seem like your usual self." he said.

The little green engine was unsure about wanting to. But he decided to pluck up courage.

"Thomas, you might find this crazy and hard to believe, but... but I saw a ghost train but not like any other. It looked so scary and very demonic as if it came from the underworld and when I saw it, it was coming straight at me and by the time I opened my eyes, it was gone."

"That's some story," Thomas said, slightly frowning. "and most of all over the top. A ghost train that looks demonic? That's mostly like seeing something out of a horror movie."

"Did you get a good view of it?" asked Toby. "What did he looked like?"

"I couldn't tell, it all happened so fast." Percy said.

"Surely, your mind was only playing a trick on you," Thomas said. "Or perhaps you're remember about that event years ago when you pulled off that ghost prank on me when you were pretending to the ghost train from that made up story your driver told you."

"THAT'S JUST IT!" Percy squealed. "You remember when my driver told me about that story... well she now thinks that it wasn't made up at all. He now thinks it's real and the ghost train does indeed existed."

"Wait, wait, wait," Thomas replied, now confused. "That was all made up and now years later your driver's changed it to thinking it's real? Come on Percy, ghost stories are there only give us a scare not like in scaring us to death or something."

"I believed it," Toby said. "But I never really thought about it seriously."

The three engines continued on this chatting until their drivers interrupted.

"You can all go on about this," said Mr. Holden "But that ghost train story that I told miss ravens who told Percy a long time ago seems to have come back to haunt me."

"What do you mean?" asked Thomas and applejack.

"The story that I told was for real," explained MR. Holden . "When I was looking through the documents of past accidents and incidents, I stumbled across one that had not been looked at in a very long time. The records showed about an engine who had a tragic crash and left behind a haunting story that has only been recently told. The event happened along time ago, way before Thomas, Percy and Toby came to the railway, including myself. The train was talking passengers home when, according to the reports from the investigators, it's breaks failed an the engine continued on going and going until ran of the edge of a cliff, which was where the viaduct was built many years later. The engine crashed, killing everyone. But as the decades went by, witnesses claimed to have seen a ghost train running along on the anniversary of it's accident. Even I saw it... but I got a better look at it and saw it's face."

Thomas, Percy, and Toby were very silent as was everyone else who had been listening.

"The engine had a very cold presence, one that I never felt before," continued Mr. Holden. "He had the look of a sadistic madman, an evil and demonic look that only the devil himself could describe. The engine had a number zero on his sides, with six small wheels and painted silver."

"An engine with six small wheels, painted silver and the number zero?" Thomas said. "Who was he?"

Mr. Holden took a deep breath for what he was about to say next.

"The engine's overall appearance was just like you, Thomas... and his name... was Timothy."

Thomas' eyes widened in shock as did Percy's and Toby's.

"Why bless my bell!" Toby said in a stunned tone.

"So... so... so the ghost train that I saw was him?!" Percy said, shaking a little.

"It seems to be," said miss ravens. "Now that I remember it, it fitted the story of how it came together."

"Timothy... was an engine who looked me?" Thomas said, looking bewildered. "But I never saw him or even met him before. How is this possible that he can resemble me?"

"I can't tell." Toby said.

"Yeah, it baffles me," added Percy. "If Timothy's haunting our line, what purpose does he have?"

No one replied... the shed had gone quiet. Thomas was still in a state or shock, Toby was confused and Percy was left with so many questions flying around in his smokebox. The truth in finding out who the ghost train was had been told at last but the other engines on Sodor were not aware this. Just then the sound of an engine's whistle broke the silence, which made everyone jump. They saw it was only Gordon taking the evening Express, much to their relief... but they could escape the cold thought of Timothy, which was floating around in their minds in the worst ways possible. Next Chapter: the untold story of timothy part four. Estimated time remaining: 3 Minutes