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FMA Short! Take 4!

"I am going to leave again soon. If I seemed a bit slow at posting tonight, I'm sorry. Im in a lot of rps at once...again. My hands are burning too." "Smittee, you don't look so good." "Maybe we shouldn't force you to do stuff tonight, right Roy?" "Hawkeye, I think you're right." "I know what will cheer her up!!" "No," yelled in unison by Roy and Riza," No pictures of Elyssia!" "Then, how about.." They start to push him out of the room. Roy comes back in. "Riza's taking him home. Here, I'll..." He stopped. I fell asleep. He sighed and transmutated a wheelchair, out of some chairs in the room. He put me in it and started wheeling me out. He stopped and said to you all,"Goodnight. And this will probably never happen again for her. WE just knew she wouldn't be able to take it, that's all." As we exit, you hear that dark, eerie voice, that always shows up in old horror radio shows, that says to you," Pleasant Dreams," and ends with a horrific laughter, that is so low, it sounds like it comes from the bottom of their belly.