Date: February 17, 1960
Location: Ogden Utah
Time: 5:54 PM
Railroad: Southern Pacific
The sun was setting, as Anthony sat on the station platform with Ryan, and Donut, waiting for their next assignments.
Michael: *Storms out of the station, and looks at Anthony* You cause an accident on my line, and don't tell me anything?!!?
Anthony: Roger said he was going to tell you. He didn't check the coupling between our train, and engines.
Michael: He said you were to check them! I don't know if this is going to be common with you now, but if you keep forgetting to do your work, I'll have you fired! When your train fell off that bridge, into the water, the conductor drowned! Think about that next time you drive a train. *Walks away*
Anthony: I can't believe Roger lied to me. It was his responsibility to check the couplings!
Donut: Fancy allowing your train to fall off a bridge. Now the ghost of that conductor will come back to haunt you. *Makes a noise to scare Anthony, and Ryan* Oooooh!
Ryan: And who's to say you're not afraid of ghosts?
Donut: Oh please. Ghosts are no match for me.
Ryan: Well I'll tell you a story that'll make your balls drop.
Flashback time, Ogden, 11:04 PM, 1942
Ryan: *Narrates* Once, a mare was driving her train across the same bridge Anthony was on today.
Pink Mare with Yellow Mane: *Driving a steam engine pulling three passenger cars*
Ryan: She was shoveling coal into the firebox, when the engine derailed.
Pink Mare: *Jumps out of the engine as the train falls off the bridge*
Ryan: She jumped off the train, and onto the bridge, but she lost her footing, and fell down toward her train.
Pink Mare: AAHHHHH!! *Lands in the river*
Ryan: Hundreds of ponies died that dreadful day, but some say the engineer still lives on. On any dark night, at 11:04 PM, the same time her train crashed, you can see her waiting on the other side of the bridge, waiting for you to cross so she can board your train.
At the end of Ryan's story, Donut laughed.
Donut: Two things. One, that was the worst story I ever heard. Two, None of us ever go across that bridge around 11:04 PM. We are sleeping! *Gets up, and walks away* I'm going to work in the train yard. Tell Michael to send me a telegram with my job.
2 B Continued
Location: Ogden Utah
Time: 5:54 PM
Railroad: Southern Pacific
The sun was setting, as Anthony sat on the station platform with Ryan, and Donut, waiting for their next assignments.
Michael: *Storms out of the station, and looks at Anthony* You cause an accident on my line, and don't tell me anything?!!?
Anthony: Roger said he was going to tell you. He didn't check the coupling between our train, and engines.
Michael: He said you were to check them! I don't know if this is going to be common with you now, but if you keep forgetting to do your work, I'll have you fired! When your train fell off that bridge, into the water, the conductor drowned! Think about that next time you drive a train. *Walks away*
Anthony: I can't believe Roger lied to me. It was his responsibility to check the couplings!
Donut: Fancy allowing your train to fall off a bridge. Now the ghost of that conductor will come back to haunt you. *Makes a noise to scare Anthony, and Ryan* Oooooh!
Ryan: And who's to say you're not afraid of ghosts?
Donut: Oh please. Ghosts are no match for me.
Ryan: Well I'll tell you a story that'll make your balls drop.
Flashback time, Ogden, 11:04 PM, 1942
Ryan: *Narrates* Once, a mare was driving her train across the same bridge Anthony was on today.
Pink Mare with Yellow Mane: *Driving a steam engine pulling three passenger cars*
Ryan: She was shoveling coal into the firebox, when the engine derailed.
Pink Mare: *Jumps out of the engine as the train falls off the bridge*
Ryan: She jumped off the train, and onto the bridge, but she lost her footing, and fell down toward her train.
Pink Mare: AAHHHHH!! *Lands in the river*
Ryan: Hundreds of ponies died that dreadful day, but some say the engineer still lives on. On any dark night, at 11:04 PM, the same time her train crashed, you can see her waiting on the other side of the bridge, waiting for you to cross so she can board your train.
At the end of Ryan's story, Donut laughed.
Donut: Two things. One, that was the worst story I ever heard. Two, None of us ever go across that bridge around 11:04 PM. We are sleeping! *Gets up, and walks away* I'm going to work in the train yard. Tell Michael to send me a telegram with my job.
2 B Continued
