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I started getting texts from a number called Tomorrow.

They warned me about things that hadn't happened yet.
Accidents. Deaths. Mistakes I didn't know I was going to make.

When I ignored the messages, people died.
When I listened, someone else paid the price.

The texts know my name.
They know my memories.
They know how this ends.

And the worst part?

The messages aren't trying to hurt me.
They're trying to save me-from myself.