She wakes up to a hiss of steam...

Thomas: (calmly) excuse me miss... but you're blocking my way. Emma looks around all confused with the surroundings. Emma realizes she has been cured of her pain.

Emma: (confused) I was reading a book and fell asleep, I guess... uncle.

Thomas: (chuckles.) I'm not your uncle...in fact I'm not a human being… And you are on my Branchline! Can you move away to let me through please?

Emma: (confused) oh... if you're not... then who are you?

As she gets up, we can see the steam lifting around her, we also see a red buffer beam… she then turns around. What she’s seen shocks her. There in front of her was a blue tank engine with 6 small wheels, a short, stumpy funnel, a short, stumpy boiler and a short, stumpy dome...Thomas blows his whistle but then looks at Emma…Thomas: (confused with the way Emma’s looking.) What's the matter, miss, do I have soot on my face? But Before She could Say anything. Thomas's Driver Walks up to her...

Thomas's driver: (Angrily.) Come on young Lady, get off the Track, you're making our passengers late. He grabs Emma by the arm. Emma: Stop sir! You’re dragging me, and I might get injured again! (Emma yells)The driver looks at Emma and then stops trying to drag her, Thomas looks at Emma feeling sorry. Thomas: (calmly) C’mon sir, you're usually much nicer than this, she’s already as badly hurt as it seems. Thomas’s Driver: (calmly) Sorry young Lady, but you had us all scared to the point we thought we were going to run you over. By the way, where are your parents? Emma: They are back in heartlake city. it’s ok. Thomas’s Driver: Are you lying? Because that name does not exist. Emma: No I’m not, I wouldn't be saying it if I was.Before Emma could finish her sentence, Thomas’s fireman peers out of his cab...Thomas’s Fireman: sorry to interrupt the conversation you three, but we should’ve been at Maithwaite by now! It's 5 past!

Thomas’s Driver: Right away then!

Thomas: Wait, what about The young Lady? She’s too young to be on her own...The Driver looks at Emma.

Emma: ...Call me Emma. (Smiles) Thomas: Okay, Emma. Thomas's driver: I guess we will have to take you to knapford then...

Thomas's Driver and fireman pick up Emma and take her to Clarabelle. as they help her into the coach, something circular and round falls out of her pocket and lands on the ballast below unnoticed.

Afterwards the crew walked back to Thomas's cab.

Thomas smiles happily as blows his whistle and with a hiss of steam and the noise of cranking pistons turning, Thomas puffs away towards Maithwaite.

Emma (Narration): I had arrived on the Island of Sodor. A magical land where dreams come true, with a railway full of talking steam engines, headed by Sir Topham Hatt, or ‘The Fat Controller’ to the engines.