To My Dearest Friend:

I have become suddenly informed of troubling news.

To my dearest friend,

I have become suddenly informed of troubling news. Of course this letter has almost nothing to do with myself but rather totaling inclusive to yourself. I have figured the cause of your death. This is somewhat interesting how the information came to me. During the summer of 2014 I built a massive computer system for myself. It was originally going to be used to hack into computer systems and and hold their contents for ransom. This of course failed since I didn't use the system for that purpose. I couldn't figure out how to broadcast and distribute the firmware to other computers. I did though, figure out how to build a computer that could be configured to do only specific and configurable operations.

At that time I suddenly became fascinated with planning: planning my day, planning the future and planning almost everything. I searched and scoured the web for an equation, or even a set of equations, that could help me plan the future with great precision. I programmed the system to compute the function. After placing the values and information, I realized that I didn't want to find anything in my own future. So I started putting information about other people into the system. I gathered a majority of the information from several social media outlets and sources. I placed your information, as well as several others information, into the system and found out your probable cause of death. It seems to be that you will commit suicide in a dual form of strangulation as well as a fracture to the upper-spine. Of course as with almost all mathematical calculations, these results have a slight degree of being incorrect. But I have also calculated the degree of me being incorrect and the outcome always comes to be only 1-2% chance.

I will continue with the details, you will be at a party will some of your friends. The people at the party will most likely be your five closest friends, I am unable to say specifics, since we are not the best of friends. There will be an excess of alcohol at the party combined with a lack of authority, A.K.A. parents. You are offered some of the alcohol but refuse, claiming you dislike the taste. The others then hoard the alcohol for their greedy selves, while becoming severely intoxicated. The party begins to windle down and everyone wants to get home, after a great night partying. You, of course, drive everyone home, since you are the only one sober enough to drive. Everyone piles into the cab of someone's truck. The vehicle will be carrying the maximum amount of persons, for which is recommended. You hit the road and are driving down an abandoned county road completely drenched in the black of night. Midway into town, the person sitting in the seat to your right starts to act belligerent. He grabs the steering wheel, and yanks it to the side. You swerve to the side briskly, but regain composer rather quickly. The people in the back seat think it is fun and enjoyable, to swerve slightly. A few moments pass, before another person from the back and the person to your right both grab the wheel and jerk it severely. This movement causes the vehicle to maneuver off the road at an intense speed. While flying in the air, the vehicle spins on its horizontal axis, making the car land on the roof. The vehicle converges a stop when it crashes into a tree. The truck happens to support a roll cage. This allows you to survive the crash, by not being flattened by the weight of the car. You assess the damage, in the form of asking if everyone was okay. You begin to realize that you are the only survivor of the accident. You stumble around to unlatch the seat belt, you press the big red button and are freed. You stumble around the car looking for a phone so as your line-of-sight could be revealed. You find a phone and turn on the camera flash. You already knew that there was massive amounts of blood pooled about the ruins of the car, for the scent of copper, iron and other alien scents filled the enclosed atmosphere. You begin to sob uncontrollably at the sight of your now deceased friends. Not one of your comrades are alive, you check the pulse of them all, with unsuccessive results. You attempt to release the nearby aperture in order for yourself to get escape, but it is fixed shut. You are forced to meander out of the driver side window. You dial the numbers 911 into the phone you found in the wreckage. The dispatchers send people out to your location, but because of your remote location combined with the inability to get an accurate location, she tells you it could be upwards of an hour till help arrives. You are exhausted so you sit down next to the frame of the vehicle, and continue your sobbing. After about ten minutes your crying is replaced with the thought of how you were the only person to survive. You take a look around the cabin of the truck and discover that the dead neglected to fasten their seatbelts. Their head's smashed into the front on the car and they died from traumatic head wounds. It is cold out and you find a blanket in the cabin and take it out, only to discover it coated in blood. You do not use the blanket and you face the cold first hand. You begin to lose track of time trying to figure out what is going to happen next.

The police soon get to the horrific scene. You are placed into an ambulance and rushed to the local hospital, and treated for mild hypothermia. Your parents are at the hospital worrying for you. They take you home and ask you question after question. You are not paying so much attention to your parents so much as you are paying attention to your thoughts. You finally realize that your friends are dead and they are never going to get them back. You begin to blame yourself for the wreckage, even though you really know that it was your drunken friends that were the sole cause of the collision. You become severely depressed, soon your parents realize you are depressed, they are afraid that you are soon going to commit suicide. They enroll you in a suicide prevention program and hire someone to follow you around to make sure you are not going to kill yourself.

All the while, the entire town is blaming you for crashing the car. The parents of your dead friends begin a criminal court case against you, in "honor" of your friends. You are found guilty of four/five counts of vehicular homicide. You are given the maximum life sentence for this crime, 20 years in prison. The day of your placement in federal prison is the second worst day of your life. In prison you are no longer being followed by the suicide police. While in prison you are wondering if your life had any meaning left. Your friends are dead, you are going to be in prison for a large span of your life, and once you get out of prison you are not going to be able to have a decent job. You decide to make an appeal case, to have another court review your case. This process takes a about a year to complete and results in the same verdict as the first case. Your life in prison is getting worst and worst. Everyday you are sexually harassed by a gang of men, you are being raped regularly now. At this point you certain that your life will not get any better. You make a noose in your cell from your bed sheet. You place the noose around your neck, all the while crying profusely, you kick the stood underneath yourself. You hear the fracturing of your upper vertebrae, this causes you to become immobile, this alone doesn't kill you though. What does kill you is the strangulation brought up by your body weight transferring to the noose and also on your trachea. A few minutes pass and you begin to blackout from the lack of oxygen. But in these few moments you feel the last feeling you can feel, this feeling is not of pain or suffering, but rather it is the feeling of pure joy and utter happiness.

This has been calculated, and will be the end of you. As far as I am able to tell. I have placed the factors into the computer many times now, I have double checked. So far this is highly likely to happen unless you change something before the beginning of all of this. Things you could change: who your friends are, convince your friends to buckle up, convince your friends not to drink the alcohol, or never go to the party in the first place.

I hope you are able to fully understand the statements I have made.

Sincerely,

You know who.