See the future?
I can. I can see the future.
I can see your future.
Want to know it?
Good. Because I don’t think you want to know it.
Oh, now you want to know it?
Well, maybe I don’t want you to know it.
Maybe I’ll lie and tell you someone else’s future.
Maybe mine.
My future, you really don’t want to know.
But then, it’s kind of also yours.
After all, I’m holding the knife, and you’re on the other end of it, right?
Better hurry up and decide.
Or, maybe not.
You’ll find out about it anyway.