Dirk read the note aloud.
Now that you know about the time travel and stuff, us future-yous don’t have to bullshit fake love letters anymore. That’s right, it's you! It's us! We're you! And you will be writing these letters to yourselves in your future! Hence why it’s so full of shit. Buddy, you may want to write your own."
"I agree," said Buddy. Dirk continued reading.
"Anyway, The Darkness One is real. You probably want to get on stopping it, and soon, because I’m pretty sure it knows about us and is going to get really serious, really soon. Don't ask me how. You can find the homeless guy who runs the crazy site sitting on a bench in Grant Park. How do I know this? Because I remember reading it in this very note. But you can talk about free will and paradoxes later, because the end of the world is really more important for now.
PS- try not to meet yourselves, either past or future. Thanks in pre-advance."