Synopsis

A familiar routine was disrupted. The other engines received fresh coats of paint, gleaming brightly. But Toby noticed he was overlooked, left untouched. A growing unease settled within him. Whispers traveled through the sheds – the Sodor Museum was opening soon. A chilling thought took root: was he being deliberately neglected because the Fat Controller intended to donate him to the museum? The idea of becoming a static exhibit filled Toby with a profound sadness. Would he, Toby the Tram Engine