You were deeply saddened that the BR Class 365 is being scrapped, and that none will be preserved. This train type carried your childhood, and it's hard to see them go away.

You walk into a depot where the trains are stored to see them one last time before they get scrapped. As you manage to get inside one of the trains, you see a female spirit sitting on a seat. She looks at you, and seems saddened.

"Are you OK? You came here to say your last goodbyes to me and my kind, right?"