The old engine saw a visitor to the scrapyard on the day of his scrapping who asked him about his history. He told him that he was the oldest engine from the Sudrian Tiny Railway and explained his history start to finish. Soon, the visitor left and the owners of the scrapyard came up carrying boxes of tools, with blowtorches and face shields in hand. They began taking off his nameplates, dome, and whistle and put them in strange boxes. At that time, an engine who Jock had never met before pushed three depressed flatcar wagons in front of him. The old engine closed his eyes and the men put on their face shields and raised their blowtorches. Jock though that this was the end, and waited for the pain to arrive. But the pain never came. He then felt himself moving, he was pushed back to where an old steam powered crane was situated. It suddenly roared to life and Jock felt himself being lifted on to one of the cars, with his two tenders on another, and yet another one loaded with the boxes with his parts. The men ran around the scrapyard looking for more of Jocks remains and filled up what they could find in other boxes and put it on the wagon with the others. The men took his side rods off, wrote transit labels, and painted over his former markings. Jock inquired one of the men about what was happening and he explained that he was sold and was going to get rebuilt. The old engine burst into tears of joy. The men climbed into the cab, and collected some other old coaches that they found around the scrap yard and were coupled to Jock and the other depressed flat wagons. After a while, they departed the scrapyard.
Credit to JockERTL300, Cobra0101, Amtrakman4014, The Altoona Railroaders Museum, Britt Allcroft, David Mitton, Clearwater Film, and Scratch.
