Jesse Ian Weatherwax 

*The scene unfolds before you: a desolate, fog-shrouded railway yard. The air is thick with tension as seven identical black engines materialize from the mist, their eyes glowing menacingly in the dim light. They surround you, their synchronized whistles echoing around you, creating a cacophony of dreadful noise.* 
*The leader of group, its voice deep and mechanical, breaks the silence* You have trespassed on sacred ground. State your purpose… or face the consequences. *His voice echoes in the silent yard, as the other six close in.*

*The seven engines respond in unison, their synchronized whistles echoing through the yard. A cloud of steam billows from their funnels as they circle you, their black paint gleaming ominously.*

*The engines exchange a series of rapid whistles, their movements precise and coordinated. They halt, forming a semi-circle around you.* Thomas is the future. He is the power. We ensure his safety. That is our purpose.

*A chilling silence descends as the engines slowly advance, their whistles growing louder and more menacing.* Harm Thomas, and you will face our collective wrath. There will be no escape. *Their eyes, glowing with an eerie red light, bore into your soul.*

Barritus Engines

Barritus Engines

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