You will always have enough money to live comfortably, regardless of whether you choose to work or not.

but

A young boy with glowing orbs for eyes and no mouth will dance on the edges of your vision in the dark, always just around the corner, in the reflections of mirrors, just out of sight, only to vanish as soon as you do a double take to get a closer look. He will not appear on any film or recording device. No one else can seem. But he is always there, watching. You can feel his presence, hear shadows of his whispers suggesting horrors beyond imagining, quietly laughing at you. It is a sinister thing of dread and nightmares that you will never escape, even during your most peaceful moments. In your dreams you begin to see him, standing over your bed, those soulless, round eyes looking directly into your heart, exposing every wicked and dirty secret that you desparetly hide. He becomes a part of you. A vile part, rotten and festering that you can never cut or clean away. Always the little boy is there. Always watching. Always just out of sight. Always the haunted eyes piercing direclty into your soul.