Hi everyone, I need some advice. Long story short this girl in my class and I had great chemistry and I liked her since but nothing ever happened. After high school I left the country to travel the world and I obviously haven’t seen her for long and I only met her again after 4 years, for a coffee and it was amazing and it seemed not a day passed since we felt so good together but she had a boyfriend much older than her. After hanging out with me we were texting for a bit and with very good connection but we eventually stopped because I think it was too much of a connection and not respectful to her bf for how it was. She deleted all social media and I lost her contacts, I believe she broke up with him a month or so later.
Fast forward another 5 years
She’s back on social and we text again and hang out for a coffee and the chemistry is still there. Like day one. It’s amazing. She has another boyfriend, again much older than him. We haven’t texted much after that because I was busy with my studies.
Fast forward 1 month, I take my last exams and she texts me congratulating for my exams and asks me to hang out because she has news too and we should celebrate. Alright!
So the day comes and we hang out, and while we drive to the bar she asks me if I wanted to go on a trip with her. I said ok I would love to, I am pretty busy with my stuff but we’ll see if we can make it happen. We get to the bar and she establishes physical contact since the very first minute (we hugged a lot before and had plenty of physical touch), walking holding my arm, leaning on my leg and stuff, she tells me the news. She broke up with her boyfriend, he dumped her and everything she said he’s been doing I am like girl I would have done this and that if I was in his place and that’s what she expected him or (her ideal man) to do. I feel things are matching like the pieces of a puzzle. After the evening we grab a pizza at her house and spend the whole evening talking and laughing and having the best time. We hug and cheek kiss goodbye.
I am so happy things were developing, she is so enthusiastic when she’s with me and every single sign is there.
The next time we hang out again at her place, we cook something as she says since that asshole left she’s never properly cooked again.
The night is great, everything is amazing and at some point we suggest we are so good together that we should book a trip together. We do. Not the same trip she asked me to join before, but a 3 days trip. We are so excited and I can’t resist at this point and I tell her I like her. She is happy about it, tho it’s unexpected for her and she says she doesn’t want to think about relationships but not even wants to do causal hookups. I apologise for not telling her before booking a trip together but she says hey who knows now we’re friends who met recently but who knows maybe we go on a trip and we get together and have 5 kids and stuff, who knows! Ok, well, the rest of the night is still incredible and we hugged and cheek kissed goodbye.
We hang out another couple of times both in private, and I also got to meet her friends, meet her family and seems like she is talking to all her closest persons about me. On one of these private hangouts we book another trip, for 10 days, the one she’s been asking me about only me and her.
We go on a dinner date but she’s on her period and she said she’s had mood swings and wasn’t the best lately, but nevertheless we have the best time ever we cry from laughter, make friends with the owner and other guests and everyone is so impressed with me (because of my career studies and occupation and overall behaviour) to the point they are even telling her girl what are you waiting for, he’s right in front of you. Anyway, we have a great night, at the end we hugged long minutes and many many kisses, she has the best time ever, I looked at her eyes and she looks like she’s in paradise. I didn’t feel she wanted a proper kiss so we hugged and hugged again and we kissed goodbye.
A week later she invites me to her place to have dinner and I suggest I bring all the stuff and cook a surprise for her. So the day comes and I cook for her her favourite risotto, she’s flirty, dresses comfortable but a little naughty and very very revealing, and again we have the best night ever, we cry from laughing again, towards the end we shifted the conversation to relationships and stuff and says the same things, like we’re friends but who knows, and we should enjoy the moment without thinking about the future.
A week later (couple of days ago) we hang out to her place for a pizza and a beer, I play guitar and sing songs for her, she’s amazed and in awe. She loves it. I said I wanted to kiss her and she gets upset, she says it’s not time yet, we are friends, I am the friend she has always wanted and I am the person she feels the best with but she doesn’t want to think about a relationship right now.
We hugged and kissed and stuff. And that’s about it. The last couple of days we have been both pulling back a bit and not as enthusiastic, she is still so excited about the trips and about seeing me but I don’t know how to act.
To add: we always call each other sweet names, we have been acting like partners except the intimacy besides the flirt and teasing. All the signs are there but there’s something missing and I don’t know what it is?
I really like this girl, the initial phase of infatuation I think ended and I still find myself thinking about this girl and I like her so much, we connect on such a deep level and I believe we would make great partners. However I think I rushed it and scared her away. I need some advice if you could help me I would appreciate it a lot. Sorry for the long post and thanks for reading it..

Just thought I’d hop on here and give everyone on update
Unfortunately iv decided to close the book on speedway I wish I could say it was a hard decision but it really wasn’t after this last week I made the decision after I got the phone call on Wednesday but decided I’d give it a go in the national league to try and not leave the team stuck,it’s been my life since I was as young as I can remember and this year I had said it would be my last year if things didn’t turn in the direction I was hoping for this season started off rocky but I came off the back of a poor 2022 and had little bike time for most of the season and it’s wasn’t great as a whole this year
I spoke to the Edinburgh management and was really excited to get underway and when we had conversations it sounded like they wanted to invest some time into me and I was relived and hoped it was my chance to get a full season in and start getting myself back to where I need to be but after the recent news that seemed to be the nail in the coffin for me personally and has really put me in a bad position, this year was about getting my love back for the sport but it unfortunately wasn’t to be, for me personally this is the best move and I’m really excited about setting my sights on other things in life
Thank you to everyone for the last 14 years of my speedway career there has been so many people who have helped me along the way
All my sponsors some who have been with me since I started and the recent ones all the help and support has meant the world to me I couldn’t thank you all enough
Thanks kyle
Taken from Kyle Bickleys Facebook page

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So picking a title for this was difficult bc I could have added so much more, so please bare with me. I (M) met my ex-best friend (I'll refer to her as CMY (F) throughout the post) 20 years ago and we were instantly friends. It was a platonic relationship throughout the entirety, she was a sister to me and she often referred to me as her brother. Well the middle of last year my father was selling a house and property she was interested in buying and CMY asked me if I would talk to him about selling it outright to her and asked me to help fix the needed repairs upon purchase and in return she would gift me her mobile home that sat on a lot next to her parents house. A few months later everything fell into place and she moved into her new house and I moved into the mobile home in November of 2022. I cleaned out, installed new windows and countertops, pretty much gave it a new facelift and deep cleaning it's needed. During which time she had an extra car that she was letting me drive bc my family couldn't fit into the truck I had. It was a short favor as I didn't need it long and I returned the car, no harm no foul on time and in same condition as I borrowed it. In February of 2023 CMY asked me to finish an upstairs closet for her and she had also hired another local contractor (she'll be MJ throughout post) and she was from the same town as us. We were all friends with significant others, there wasn't anything weird about the agreement. I haven't mentioned that CMY is an alcoholic. When I say alcoholic I mean drinks vodka from the time she wakes up till the time her 16 year old daughter has to drag her into bed. She's had them removed by CPS 2 different times bc of her alcoholism and bad judgement while inebriated. Back to the post, One day me and MJ were cleaning and picking up tools, she had worked upstairs painting the closet all day and I was down stairs fixing a step on the porch... Anyway CMY walks in hammered drunk, crosseyed and spitty, takes one look at us (picking up a drop cloth) screams at the top of her lungs and runs out of the house. Both of us were confused and knew of her alcoholism so just thought she was drunk. Well she went right to the bar and started to tell everyone that she walked in on me and MJ not only having sex on the kitchen counter BUT then I was also shooting MJ up with a needle in her arm. Neither of which are true. Fast forward A couple weeks go by and CMY showed up to my mobile home and started smashing the windows out with a snow shovel... I didn't call the cops bc I knew she needed help and I avoided her swings and tossed her out of my house before things got worse. Month later Showed up while I wasn't home and ripped the fuses out of the electrical box by my meter. Called the propane company to tell them that her lot was vacant and she needed the tank picked up (leaving me with no heat source or cook stove source) Put a fake condemned paper on the front door stating the town condemned it bc of the broken windows (which I've since boarded up) Called electric company and switched bill into her name stating the lot was empty. Called again to have them shut power off completely stating lot was empty. I was served by a sheriff 2 days ago with a legal document stating she has no idea who the identity of the squatter (me) is. She is sueing me for not only the mobile home we had a verbal agreement on, but for all the money she could have made if she rented this mobile home out to someone else. The document says at the bottom is was printed using some diy legal document website.
The whole deal was supposed to end with me moving the mobile home off the lot by June 1st, and now I can't move it bc she has called the cops saying I'm stealing it. What do i do? I have never had anything like this happen before nor am I familiar with the court systems or where to start with a lawyer. Any and all advice will be appreciated. Thank you!

(English Is my secondary language and I am not from the US)
Me [27F], my Boyfriend [34M] and two of our friends [27 F and 32 M] went on a couples vacation about 2 hours away from our hometown. It was supposed to be a week long stay, from Saturday to saturday.
On Wednesday, so right after 3 days, by BF recieved a tearful call from his mom, my cat sitter, that she found one of my cats dead on the floor. She seemed absolutely healthy and happy the night before and was excited to recieve visitors. We were absolutely devastated, I loved her so much.
Regardless to say, the vacation was over for me. Even if I couldn't do anything to help her live anymore, I couldn't leave her in my apartment for the next days. I called my parents to arrange her funeral.
Now, we told our friends, who were right there when I received the news, that they have two options: they could stay or come with us. The problem is, that I was the only one with a car and we booked a residence at a rather remote location, with the next town being 15 minutes away by car and the bus arriving every two hours. That is also what they said so they started packing. They were not happy.
On the ride home (my BF insisted on driving, so I could process my grief), 27F complained about her lost vacation. My BF answered something neutral but I could hear he was pissed at her complaining.
Now that my cat was buried and a few days have passed I recall the last days. And I want to know, if I was the AH for ruining our vacation? I am still grieving and unhappy with our friends lack of empathy, but I guess it was just a cat for them, which is fine. But I am reconsidering my friendship with them. But maybe they were right to be angry, I don't know anymore.

So, after waiting around 30 years to finally play Spelljammer, I got pretty excited about creating a character! I love Ravenloft and wanted to make a dhampir because Iam a huge Angel fan and a dhampir detective would be pretty cool to play. I started the background for my character but somehow I couldnt stop writing, lol. I wanted to make her a deep character, blend elements of Angel, Buffy, Frighteners, and Sixth Sense into her Dhampir College of Spirits Bard but also find a way to get to Wildspace from Bararovia, no easy task,some say impossible. I wrote this story and hoping for any feedback, I really like it and I hope you do too, tell me what you think!
ZAPADA At a very young age Francheska, was a music prodigy. The music that came from her violin was uncannily haunting and tranquil at the same time. As she got older, Francheska played her music at The Blood On The Vine Tavern, In Barovia. One night, a handsome admirer came up to her after her set and had her truly mesmerized. Francheska never felt like that before with anyone but something about him made her soon become enthralled in his presence. After talking for a few minutes, Francheska followed the man outside and continued to the back of the tavern. There they passionately embraced, totally consuming each other’s bodies. As their love making commenced, the admirelover of Francheska protruded his large fangs that glistened off the night’s blood moon, and tried desperately to gain sustenance from her exposed neck. Suddenly, vampire hunters led by Erasmus Van Richten intervened and attacked the monster. After fighting for most of the evening under the moonlight, the fanged foe was finally vanquished. The vampire hunter leader drove a wooden stake through the undead creature’s heart and watched it turn to ash. A few months had passed and Francheska started not feeling like her usual self. She would quit gigs early and head home to rest, she knew something was wrong and terrified about what it might be. In the coming months she became a recluse as her stomach started to grow. Francheska was pregnant and the father was the undead fiend that tried to end her life. She contemplated every day about what to do? Finally, she decided to put the baby up for adoption. She prayed the priests at the church would know what to do with it, perhaps even drive whatever “demons” it may have, out! Francheska wanted the baby to live a full life, something she knew she could never give it. On the evening baby Zapada was born, Francheska loved her from the very first minute she looked at her. She was amazed by Zapada’s beauty even though she was a dhampir, a child of a vampire. Francheska was deeply ashamed of how easily she was took control of by that monster and the guilt of having to let little Zapada go. The decision was very much a struggle for Francheska but ultimately she knew it was right. The church was located just outside of town near Tser Pool, not far from a Vistani Camp. The next morning she brought Zapada to the priests at the church and told them her story. They accepted the dhampir and promised to watch over her. Francheska wept as she left the church, leaving the most important thing in her life. She took a few steps back and handed the priests the second most important thing she ever had, her violin. She told them, “One day, please give this to her and tell her that this is all I can give, and that I’m sorry I couldn’t give more.” Francheska left the church and never returned. Many years had passed, and though dhampirs do age, it’s at a very slow pace. Zapada outlived all The Priests that took her in and the ones that replaced them. She looked around 25 years old but in reality she was over 200 years old. She grew up a wild child who loved casting illusionary magic. She knew about that night under the blood moon when she was conceived, and why she ended up at the church. She also knew, she was neither a true child of the night or the prey they fed on, she was something different. Though Zapada didn’t have the constant bloodlust as her sire, she did have a dhampir hunger that would occasionally occur. The first time she felt it was twelve years ago. She had an odd, visceral hunger; even though she just finished a big meal. Not sure what to do or why she felt that way; she decided to try to sleep it off. While asleep, the hunger had revamped itself into a vivid, horrific, and intense dream. In that dream, violent and murderous acts were committed, all through the bloodthirsty eyes of a vampire. Zapada watched him attack and gain sustenance from unsuspecting victims all throughout Barovia. One of his victims was a woman, who Zapada believed to be her mother, due to her similar looks and having her same violin being held in the vampire’s hand. Other victims included: Frightened women, men who desperately begged for mercy, and children with unheard cries. When Zapada awoke the next morning the hunger was gone, but all the sadness that her dream brought stayed with her. Deep down she knew, evil things walking around like that vampire had no place in Barovia and needed to be stopped! Zapada spent the next dozen years hunting the undead and other creatures of the night. She had some close calls but in her heart she knew it had to be done and never regretted risking her life to protect the innocent. After walking home to her cottage one night, a ghost passed by and asked for her help. He had a faint blue glow that outlined his body. He introduced himself as Stockwell and said “ Two weeks after I met my demise and became whatever I am now, I stumbled upon you staking a vampire with one hand and using your other hand to cast a Fire Bolt Spell on another. I thought wow; she could be the one that could help my family! So I followed you every day and saw you doing what you do best, slaying bad guys! I have to say, I’m very impressed!” Somewhat disturbed by the fact that he was watching her for weeks, Zapada nevertheless heard him out. Stockwell explained that his corpse had been stolen by a necromancer and he is controlling it to do many evil things while under the guise of him. “This framing has caused a lot of danger to my family and it has to stop! Everyone is trying to kill my family for revenge and justice but they are innocent!” Stockwell exclaimed. “The Necromancer is getting away with all of this and my family is suffering, please help!” Stockwell continued. Zapada wanted to do something and knew that she had the skills to do so. Stockwell was a major political official before he was assassinated by the necromancer while coming home in his carriage two weeks ago. There were no witnesses or any evidence that a crime even happened. Many of the villagers just assumed that Stockwell was alive and murdered townsfolk because he wanted revenge for losing the election. That evening, Stockwell brought her to the temple where the necromancer and his corpse were. Zapada stealthily crawled through the half open window at the temple and proceeded to the basement. There in the darkness, with the slight glow of ritual candles, the necromancer stood over Stockwell’s corpse and spoke unintelligible. As the necromancer finished speaking, the once still corpse started to move! Zapada moved quickly to the necromancer and made her first strike count! She pulled out her violin from its holster on her back and strummed a Thunderwave Spell. The necromancer flew back around 10 feet from the burst of thunder that was laid upon him and smashed his head against the wall. The ritual the necromancer conducted no longer was active and Stockwell’s corpse stopped being animated. Zapada then casted a Charm Person Spell on the necromancer as he laid injured on the ground against the wall. While under the spell, she told the necromancer that it would mean a lot to her if he walked to the jail and turned himself in; he did just that. Zapada went to Town Hall to speak to The Burgomaster and explained to him all the facts of the case. The Burgomaster was very close to Zapada for many years. He was one of the few people outside of the church, who knew Zapada’s true lineage. Many of the villagers would be willing to kill her if they knew she was a spawn of a vampire. Upon hearing the necromancer’s scheme, The Burgomaster informed the village of the ruse that was played on them. He also reclaimed Stockwell’s corpse and gave him a proper burial. Stockwell’s family came out of hiding and started to live a normal life again. The necromancer awakened from being under control of the Charm Person Spell while in jail, and vowed for revenge! Over the next few months, word got around about Zapada and how she helped Stockwell clear his name, posthumously. Ghosts throughout Barovia sought out Zapada’s help for their unjust deaths or other situations from their past lives that could use her assistance. With all the new cases, Zapada along with her weasel familiar she named Chicklay opened up an investigation agency and became gumshoes. Zapada spent lots of time with her ghost clients and solved many cases for them. She became very fascinated about the reasons for why and how they stayed on this plane after their death. She also wondered who or what made that decision? She spent months studying the subject, learning as much as she could. As she got further into her studies she felt it would be just a matter of time until she had a major breakthrough in her research. Then early one morning, she was awoken by a humming sound coming from the living room. Zapada walked into living room and there she would be visited by someone who would change her life forever! An orange mist appeared as a man walked through it wearing a top hat and shuffling a deck of cards that spewed energy from them. A portal that shared the same shade of orange stood directly behind him as we walked closer. “Zapada, the dhampir detective, I see that you are doing well for yourself these days!” The slender looking man said. I’ve been watching you through my home amongst the mists and noticed all the research you’ve been doing lately. I thought; why not give you a hand with your studies! With all the vermin and vile fiends you’ve been eradicating from this plane, it’s the least I could do; very good job by the way Zapada!” He added with a less than sincere tone. “First off, who are you and what are you doing in my home?” Zapada asked with a confused look on her face. “I am with The Powers Of Ravenloft. In this domain, we see all, we control all; well we find a way to control all, sometimes we get some help. That’s where you come in Zapada! With all your demon slaying, you’ve made our job so much easier! The evil has been eradicated in record numbers, and Barovia is a nice place to live once again. To thank for all that you’ve done, The Powers of Ravenloft want to offer you a Gift!” “What kind of Gift?” Zapada asked. The man reached in his pocket and handed her a piece of paper. “This paper shows you what you need to do and what you need to find the answers you are looking for with your ghosts. This Gift is a once in a lifetime opportunity for you, do you accept it?” “What if I say yes, what will happen?” “Like I said, you will learn more about the afterlife and the planes, more than you ever thought. The Powers Of Ravenloft won’t cause you any harm, we want to award you!” “Well, if that’s the case, I might have to take you up on that offer.” Zapada replied with a smile. “Is that a yes, then?” The man asked. “Yes, I accept! I mean, why not, you promised no harm.” “Great, that is wonderful! “Though, I only said that The Powers Of Ravenloft wouldn’t harm you, not that you wouldn’t be harmed!” The man grinned as he tipped his top hat and vanished into the portal. As the portal closed up, the paper Zapada was holding soon disappeared; it was merely an illusion! At that very moment Zapada started hearing voices! Little did she know, by accepting that “Gift”, doors to the many spiritual planes were opened! She seemingly became a magnet for thousands of unseen Whispering Spirits making their way through those doors in search of peace and/or answers. Pleads for help entered Zapada’s ears throughout the day. They came as faint whispers only to be heard by her! Months had past and Zapada eventually learned how to drown out the Whispering Spirts’s “white noise” while she worked on a case or went to sleep. When she had the time, she would look into some of the most urgent requests that came her way. Most of the Whispering Spirits were thoughtful of Zapada and were very patient about being heard. A lot of them helped her with her cases by providing spells along with other abilities. Occasionally, there were some Whispering Spirits that were loud, demanding, and very impatient with Zapada. They would cause harm to her if she didn’t help them right away! From extremely loud screeching that deafened her for a short while, to an intense fear that completely overtook her, some spirits had no bounds to be heard. Zapada understood that the “Gift” she accepted brought upon hardships that she wasn’t quite ready for. Through balance, mental strength, and determination, she got stronger and overcame those hardships. The ruse that The Powers Of Ravenloft pulled to distract her frrom keeping Barovia safe and to help the helpless, failed! One night at the detective agency was a very personal night. A case was brought to Zapada by a young girl. She explained that she was with her mother walking near the Svalich Woods when a man appeared about 30 feet away. Her mother walked away from her and to the man. They held hands and vanished deeper into the woods together. She mentioned that she tried yelling for her mother, but she didn’t answer back. Zapada knew she had to take this case, it felt deeply personal to her. While roaming the woods where the young girl’s mother disappeared, Zapada heard some talking. As she walked a little further she saw a male vampire kneeling on the ground about 10 feet away. A woman who matched the mother’s description was lying on a sheet, appearing to be asleep or dead. “Sorry to interrupt your fun there guy, but I think it’s time to for you to go bye-bye! Besides, you’re not the prettiest thing and I’m sure when she wakes up she’s gonna have some major morning after regret!” Zapada Viciously Mocked the vampire. The insult intertwined with a spell, sent psychic damage to the vampire and he fell to the ground. Knowing she didn’t have much time before he got back up, she had to think fast! Zapada quickly reached in her bag and grabbed a card from her Tarokka Deck that was given to her by a Vistani friend from long ago. Zapada used the fortune telling card as a Spiritual Focus Item and proceeded to warm up her vocal chords. She then belted out an intense Shatter Spell as the vampire was slowly getting back to his feet. Thunderous waves of sound bested the vampire’s fortitude as he tried desperately to flee. Zapada grabbed another card from the Tarokka Deck. This time she channeled a Spirit Tale and combined it with her bardic studies, becoming “The Tale Of The Runaway”! That tale transported Zapada to the vampire’s location. Now in close range, Zapada unsheathed her sharpened longsword and decapitated the fleeing vampire, turning him to ash. At that same time, a deafening sound crippled Zapada. The wrath of a Whispering Spirit had caused temporary deafness. Suddenly, Zapada felt someone grab her back; it was the child’s mother! She had become a vampiress, sired by the foe Zapada just slayed. With the vampiress’s exceptional strength, it was hard for Zapada to swing around her sword; she was in lots of trouble! Around that same moment, a voice came from the woods, “Mother stop! What are you doing?” The vampiress turned to see a young girl. Zapada did not hear the child’s voice and was slightly confused about why the vampiress left her. One thing Zapada knew though was she was now free to make an attack on the vampiress. Zapada turned around casted a Shocking Grasp Spell on her. That spell spawned a powerful electrical shock, which burned half of the undead fiend’s body to a crisp! She then grabbed her wooden stake and stuck it through the vampiress’s charred heart. As Zapada looked up, she saw the young girl who came to her office staring at the pile of ash that was once her mother. She said in a very emotional tone, “Momma why did you go with him, and why did you leave me?” Zapada understood her pain in many ways; for she too thought those questions about her own mother. Rain drops fell from the sky, and blended into the tears that ran down both of their faces. Soon after, they walked to the one place Zapada knew would take care of the young girl. As they arrived at a large wooden door, a priest with a concerned look on his face opened it. Zapada spoke as she held back tears. “Good evening father, I have someone that can use your help very much.” “Of course young lady, please come inside, out of the rain!” the priest replied. Zapada promised the young girl that she would check on her from time to time and apologized for what transpired earlier in the evening. Zapada turned around and walked home under a bright full moon, as her sadness reflected in the puddles as she passed them by. The next morning, The Burgomaster was on his way to Zapada’s agency to tell her some urgent news. Around the same time a man dressed in all black and carried a silver cane, walked in the door and presented a case to Zapada. She desperately wanted to forget the night before and this was her chance to do that, she thought to herself. The man explained to her that he saw a group of kids being taken by vampires and were heading towards the mists near the Vistani Camps. Normally, Zapada would do a thorough assessment on all her clients. She would usually cast a Detect Thoughts Spell to stop frauds, or possible ill intentions of clients. Due to her intense need of making amends from the night prior, she bypassed everything and left with the man in search of the missing kids. The man in black drove her in his carriage to the area where he said he saw the incident happen. It was a somewhat nice carriage; though there were some red stains near the driver’s seat. It smelled very much like blood but Zapada didn’t think too much of it. She got out of the carriage with Chicklay in her back pocket, and told the man to stay at the carriage. As she wandered through the high grass and heavy fog, The Mists Of Ravenloft got thicker and thicker. All she could think about was to save the kids before their fate would be the same as the poor mother from the night before. As she walked further, she eventually came upon a familiar orange mist and a portal. Suddenly, she felt a hard blow to her back and it made her fall against the portal. The man in black was there and delivered the hard blow with his cane; though he wasn’t the same person as before. A Disguise Self Spell must have been used to hide his true identity; it was the necromancer! Zapada used all her strength not to get sucked into the portal but the might of it kept pulling her closer. The necromancer looked at her and said, “The Dark Powers Of Ravenloft haven’t been too happy with you. They told me they tried shutting you down a while back. Somehow though, you’re still here! They came to me in jail and made me an offer, more like a “Gift” actually. All I need to do is help get rid of you, once and for all! In return, I’d get power unimaginable! Of course I agreed, because honestly I’m not too fond of you and I always get my revenge!” The necromancer let out a sinister laugh and followed that by saying, “With you out of the picture, this town will bleed, and the dead shall rise!” He then casted a Lightning Bolt Spell at Zapada, hitting her in the chest. The force from that sent her completely through the portal. The portal vanished, and The necromancer walked back to the carriage. As he opened the trunk to put his cane in it, legal pages with name Stockwell flew out and littered the road. Back at Zapada’s Investigation agency, The Burgomaster arrived and frantically looked for Zapada but she was nowhere to be seen. He left her a note that said “Somehow, the necromancer escaped from his cell this morning and could be out to get you! Your help is urgently needed to stop him! We believe he will destroy all of Barovia! Please when you read this, meet me at Town Hall and we’ll discuss what we can do to save Barovia from this menace!” As Zapada fell through the other end of the portal she landed on a wet, hard floor in a very crowded and loud place. The people inside looked very different form the people in Barovia. Zapada knew she was not in her domain anymore! She winced from the burn on her chest that the necromancer’s spell gave her, and looked around. She then gazed up in the air and saw this huge flying eye staring at her with a mischievous grin. Not knowing who or what this monstrosity was, she attempted to draw her long sword. The huge eye in the sky looked at her and said “Ha ha, no need for that young lady, we’re good people here. The name is Luigi and this is my tavern. By falling out of a porthole and face planting yourself on my floor instead of just using the front door, makes me think, you are new here?” Luigi said laughing. At the same time a cold beer was making its way through the air towards Zapada by a telepathic beam that originated from Luigi’s eye. “Welcome to the Rock of Bral, your “somewhat” friendly oasis in Wildspace. I’m sure you’re going to have a heck of a time here!”

Ok, so I've come across an article about private vehicles of Volunteer Firefighters in Saskatchewan being able to use red lights and sirens, if permitted by municipality bylaw.
So what's with the lack of awareness of this fact? Because unless you really wanted to find out (like I did), you would never know. Heck, they never even mentioned this when I went through driver's Ed!
They have videos of green courtesy lights used by private vehicles of Volunteer Firefighters in Alberta, Ontario, and Quebec, but almost absolutely nothing about red lights and sirens here in Saskatchewan!
The more you know
https://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/saskatchewan/volunteer-firefighters-will-be-able-to-use-flashing-lights-1.721869