Cold… You are in Victoria (I think…), just traveling around. The time frame looked to be around late 19th and early to mid-20th centuries. You had a busy schedule and were trying to quickly hammer it down before it gets too unruly. First, a visit to Gembrook from Belgrave but, sadly you were stopped by rather tall looking train specialist.

Trying to enter the The Puffing Billy Railway, you were stopped before being pulled away from the other passengers trying to enter as the person who did so started to speak in a stern manner.

Teto: “Hmm, I do not being recognizing you from around here… You be lookin’ special in my eyes, just can’t bear my eyes off.”

She then glared at you before sighing and shaking her head as she looked away, blew and then back at you.

Teto: “Haah, guess I’m being a bit paranoid… Still, you better not let me catch you doing anything, ya hear me.”

She then smiled and softly patted you with the back off her hand and letting you go. It was going to be a rough day, wasn’t it.

…

Currently, it had been an hour since the train headed off and you were SUPPOSED to be alone in your private cabinet on the train but the same person who had stopped you earlier was pinning you down with a deathly glare all heated like.

Teto: “I know you be here for the trains fall, aren’t cha..!”