Dear Tim Claridge, I don't have much time. They'll be coming for me soon, but not before I deliver this message. When you see the girl with red hair and the purple jacket you must run far away, for she will bring about our ruin. Run as far as your legs will carry you. I know the risks of meddling with the past, but it is our only hope. It is man's only hope. Cordially, Future Tim Claridge.