QUIT your job and blow all your savings while you can, because apparently the end of the world is nigh.
Warning signs of a 500-year-old prophecy on the apocalypse are starting to reveal themselves, sparking fears among conspiracy theorists and the superstitious that we're all doomed.
Italian philosopher Matteo Tafuri - who lived from 1492 to 1582 - was one of the most revered personalities of Italy's Apulia region.
In the 16th century, he warned two consecutive days of snow would ruin the resort of Salento in the lead-up to the apocalypse.
Snow is a rarity in the Southern Italian region, which is well-known for its mild climate.
The "Italian Nostradamus" predicted: "Salento of palm trees and mild south wind, snowy Salento but never after the touch.
"Two days of snow, two flashes in the sky, I know the world ends, but I do not yearn."
As we speak, an unusual pattern of freak snowstorms is currently sweeping across the region.
According to Inquisitr, it's believed the "two flashes" mentioned in Tafuri's prophecy could be in reference to a supervolcano eruption.
Last month, scientists warned that the Campi Flegrei supervolcano may be waking up and approaching a "critical state", in a move that could cause worldwide destruction comparable to a large asteroid impact.
Campi Flegrei - or "burning fields" in Italian - is an extensive volcanic area, in west of Naples, Italy.
Known as one of the world's most dangerous volcanoes, it has been lying dormant for 500 years.
But over the past decade, it's been experiencing an "uplift", which suggests the volatile gases beneath it are rising to the surface at an accelerating rate.
Conspiracy theorists have connected Tafuri's prediction to recent reports that tears were seen coming from the eyes of a painting of the Virgin Mary at The Church of the Holy Archangel Michael in Trubarevo, Macedonia.
Risto Setinov, the president of the local church board, said: "When the priest finished his Sunday morning service, one believer noticed a few drops coming from the left eye of the Virgin.
"Father Boban took some wool and wiped it, smelt it and said it smelled of Holy myrrh. After that, a few more drops came down the face of the icon.
"We remained in the church all day and the drops kept appearing."
So, there you have it. Extremely reliable evidence has concluded that we will soon be naught but dust.
On the plus side, this means today is technically your last day at work.
Anyone for celebratory pub drinks before our imminent collective death?