One time when I was younger, maybe eight or nine years old, some similarly youthful friends brought their Ouija board over to play with. Never before having seen one, I was quite intrigued by the concept, although not particularly inclined to believe that my friends weren't pushing the pointer around. Nevertheless, I have always remembered one response the board gave that day. I asked it how old I would be when I died.
Guess what? As of today... well, the clock is ticking. If at any point during the next year you don't hear from me for several weeks, you can probably delete me from your contacts list.