The Mystery Deepens . . .
Whilst spending 2 nights at Mr Fisher's home, Mr Fisher acted rather peculiar. The final night we spent at his home, he took us upto his attic to show us something "fascinating". Whilst we were curious, we remained cautious. As we proceded up the ancient stairs, we looked at one another and shrugged. We had no idea what Mr. Fisher had instore for us. Not even the more intellectual among us would have prepared us for what was to be found in his attic.
As he flicked the huge switch, our mouths dropped. There was miles upon miles of it. It must have cost thousands of pounds. How could so much fit into such a small area, we asked ourselves. Trains. Every possible kind, a hundred times over. Desiel, electric and steam. We used up a roll of film so that we could study the photos later. As we started taking photos, Mr Fisher began a tour of his "planet*". He showed us Fisher Station, Fisher Bridge, Einstein Way and many other sinister stations that he had made. Time drew on as we analysed the little people Mr. Fisher used to as passengers. Upon chemical analysis, we found that the 'little ones' mainly comprised of an unknown organic substance. Just as we questioned Mr. Fisher on what he thought about of our theory, his two children appeared from nowhere to call Mr. Fisher away. Not trusting us alone with his 'little ones', we were quickly escorted out of the attic. We were never to talk about this peculiarity again.
* The term planet was only used by Mr. Fisher himself. The 'planet' was inhabited by 'the little ones', which are little models of monkeys.