You bought a property that had tracks on it. You followed those tracks and you found a railway warehouse. You found some abandoned locomotives in it. You restored all of them. One day you decided to go for a ride in one of the locos. As you were riding along some rails, you found another warehouse. You opened the door, and you found a PRR S1 duplex. You took it with you to your warehouse and you spent a year fixing it. Eventually after painting it you gave it the name "Amelia". You went to sleep that day. When you woke up, the duplex was gone. You didn't find any signs of theft. So you thought that you didn't set the brakes properly. The next day you were walking along your tracks with parts for a diesel engine you had when you felt a large, cold metallic hand on your shoulder....