Azazel arrived at Kings Cross with his Dad who had dropped him off and explained to him what he had to do, he had what appeared to be thousands of cases on his trolley, "I'll crash and possibly end up with a few broken bones from running into that wall", Azazel said to his Dad.
His dad said "Trust me run directly into the wall between 9 and 10", Azazel being Azazel said
"Thats 9 and a half" Azazel said cheekily to his dad.
His dad said to him "Don't get cheeky, now come on if i can do it anyone can do it"
"You did it 30 years ago, it might not work now" and he looked round the wall thinking its a joke
"Go!!" his dad said.

Azazel grabbed his mountain of cases and looked directly towards the wall, fear was still lurking, what if i crash. He started going slower with his dad saying to him "You have to run". Azazel built up speed and ran directly towards the wall maintaining his eyes closed as he was terrified, then all of a sudden he felt weird he didnt crash but on opening his eyes, he was met with a cloud of puffing smoke and a large giant looking scarlet train, he had never seen a steam train before that he could remember. He had mixed emotions, he was mesmerised, scared, worried and thought he was in a nightmare and he would wake up any time soon, he tried pinching himself, he didnt wake but the shouting of the guards stating 'tickets please' frightened Azazel more, after all he was still a child and his dad was on the other side of the wall. The tiny toddler inside him was screeching, Azazel got tot he entrance of this scarlet monstrosity and he boarded after his stuff was put away. He said now i just need to find a seat, but the train corridor seemed neverending.