Sodor Happy Havoc V2: Narrow Despair

The Despair has returned...

Hello, My name is Smudger. You may know me as the generator. But recently I was discovered by some hikers and transferred from the MSR to the SKR. My life was completed.

Everything went fine until we had new track added, there was standard gauge track mixed in with our narrow gauge. We didn't think of it at first until two engines arrived... One was a teal N Class and the other was a grey Caledonian 812. Their names read "Mono" and "Kuma". on their sides was also "Narrow Despair".

At that point, we were given something called "Ultimates", they didn't explain it well, but Mono summed it up as "our identities".

The Ultimates went like this:
Duke was the Ultimate Elder, Duncan was the Ultimate Rockstar, Ivo Hugh was the Ultimate Historian, Peter Sam was the Ultimate Worker, Rheneas was the Ultimate Shunter, Rusty was the Ultimate Trackside Inspector, Sir Handel was the Ultimate Striker, Skarloey was the Ultimate Leadership, Proteus was Ultimate Power and I was Ultimate Happiness. (I still don't know why I was "Happiness" after what I went through, but I didn't complain.)

We thought at first this would be a fun identity game, but we were wrong... We heard about what happened to the standard gauge engines, but we never knew who caused it...
Welp, we found them...

Before we knew it, we were in the same situation as the standard gauge engines, we couldn't leave, or go a day without killing somebody... Our crew were also killed and replaced with some robottic bears, we couldn't do anything.

Move one minute past sleep time? Executed.
Leave the barriers of the killing game? Executed.
Wake up early? Shocked back to sleep.

It was torture...

Welp... theres 10 of us in the game and 3 can leave alive...

This isn't going to end well...