The faceless ones haunt the people’s imaginations as they move smoothly, soundlessly, along the tracks. In a world of faces they unnerve. Thrown off guard the people stare at the aliens before fleeing, the faceless ones scorched into their mind’s eye. The people of the island then dream about Green and Red, waking up sodden in cold sweat, gasping for air, seemingly forever damaged by what they have seen. Frequently shivering and whimpering at the memory of those without faces. Soon too scared to walk by the railway lines in case they see them again.
Thomas and his friends are equally as disturbed- their dreams filled with Green and Red- streaks of colour resulting in derailment and destruction. But when they come round in the engine shed the two locomotives are present, no expression to be seen, Thomas and co not knowing if they are being watched or if the faceless ones are sleeping soundly. Regaining sleep normally becomes near impossible as they stare petrified at the engines without faces.
The Fat Controller attempts to reassure his charges, to settle their nerves, to try and get them to speak with their new colleagues. He says that such an approach will lead them to see that Red and Green are just like them, just want to be friends. He knows it will be difficult but that if he can get the locomotives with faces to accept Red and Green, then the fear spreading across Sodor will surely, eventually, fade away completely.
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