I don’t know why it happened, nor do I recall what life was like before that day. I have to say though, life one hundred years in the future is terrifying. Parts of the human race have evolved into terrifying creatures that only come out after sun down. Every evening, right before the sun touches the horizon, the internal siren implanted into the human ear sounds, alerting the remaining population to return indoors and seek shelter. This letter is to inform the current world to change your habbits. Prevent the future from becoming a wasteland of filth, dread, and bloodshed. I leave you now in the hopes I will still be here when you all join me.