@A1mbot_R Dear Mr. Snicket,
I’m afraid that life has been rather irksome this year, and has never given me a chance to make wise decisions; it is unfortunate that I shall continue to NOT make wise decisions. Thus it is regrettable that I must inform you that I shall continue to read your book. As for demise, if that one is yours it shall be entirely regrettable, depressing, and unfortunate, because you alone know the final secret of the Baudelaires. Pray do not engineer such a thing. If the demise of which you speak of is my own, fear not for I will be entirely pleased to go to my grave with the the Baudelaires’ secrets. Dead men do tell no tales.
Sincerely,
Your reader