The year is 1995. You are a human walking through Wellsworth station on a dark and foggy night. Apparently, you remembered from your great-grandfather told you about an engine who was destroyed in 1925. Suddenly, you hear a whistle and puffing noises. You thought it must be Gordon coming back from Vicarstown. Until you hear a chuckle. You turn around and see an L.N.E.R. B12 engine, he was a non-faceless engine. He had green paint, with L.N.E.R. on his tender

Alfred: Hello, human mortal~