I’m telling ya, this is the beginning of A Christmas Carol. The ghost of Thompson needs to visit his colleagues and warn them you too, shall die, and no-one will mourn you and the people will celebrate in the streets. And all your friends will tear into your assets like vultures into carrion.

Heck, replace the ghosts with mobsters and use a trick of time rather than supernatural spirits, and you have a 21st century version of the story.