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One of my cars is gone. One of my cars is gone from my garage. I was about to call the police when I saw that a few people here were talking about items vanishing. I'm beginning to think that's what might have happened to my car. My question though, how is that possible?

Where is my STELE?

I've heard of shit going missing, but - I NEED MY STELE.

I am rather terrible at first posts.

I am Winry, a high-school student and a mechanic. Not exactly sure how I heard about this site but I thought I would check it out.

All I know is that things have been weird lately and it would be nice to talk to someone about it.

It's about time the weather cleared up. It wasn't fun being out in it.

I think I ruined two new jackets.

What was with the black lightning anyway?

Two women in horse masks stole my 1969 Cobra.

If I ever find them I'll show them a whole new meaning to pain.

I dreamed about a ship.

Not a boat, a space ship.

And a man.

Mal.

Bad, in the Latin.

I'm not very internet savvy, but a mate at work told me to set up an account on an internet forum that caught my eye. So, here I am. Hooray.

I'm Susan. Hello, I guess?

What do you do when your dreams start unraveling?

I hadn't accounted for the one scenario that would send me into ruin. I hate the bleed through of feelings. I don't like feeling this panicked.

And if I smoke any more I'm probably going to drop dead from lung cancer tomorrow morning.