It can’t be that, can it? I’ve only seen a date change twice, once when someone was in imminent danger, and once when I wanrned a kid he was gonna die the day of graduation, it takes something big to change a date. Wait, did you just say you are a necromancer? I mean, I’m the Debbie Downer of fortune tellers so I’ll take it. My only therory is that everyone here has their date in such a constant flux that it doesn’t settle on one day long enough for me to read it.
A moment of realization dawns on her face as she seems to have an idea. She reaches into her pocket and takes a selfie, loading up the picture she just took she looks at it and sighs in relief.
Good, it’s still the same date I’ve always had.