A letter from May 20, 2025

Dear FutureMe, I am you. Yes. I am YOU. You when when uh 17. This is your last day. There is no cure. THERE IS NO CURE THERE IS NO CURE THERE IS NO CURE. You. 17. *****. ***** IS REAL. REINCARNATION IS JUST A BELIEF. You will DIE. ***** IS NO MORE. What happens after? You will see DARKNESS. You will see nothing. Wish you a happy birthday. Your very last birthday. You are now closer to *****. ***** has kissed you on the cheek. What? You're frightened? YOU SHOULD BE. BE FRIGHTENED. BE SCARED. Oh no! Oh no! OH NO!!! Hahahahaha! MUAHAHAAHAHAHAH! The sound of fear! HOW EXCITING. You will die. Goodbye.