He arrived in a shroud of light, almost tip toeing onto the floor.
"I am from the year 2190." He echoed, his frame was cast uponthe other, "I arrive with a message, to fix the horrors of history."
Harris was sitting, eating salt and vinegar crisps. TV blaring.
"Harris, you are the key to saving our planet." The visitor was pleading, but it sounded more like a statement, "Listen to me, your role will soon be clear!"
Harris casually licked salt off his fingers.
"In our future, mankind has eliminated people-made Climate Change."
"Wait.. why's that bad?"
"While we where so fixated on people, companies bought our government so they could convince us it was a 'People Problem', instead of a Capital based one!"
He let out an "Aah..", nodding along.
"So... why me then?" Harris pulled up his blankets, worn because he couldn't afford heating.
The traveler paused for a minute.
"....That's a good point." He sounded like the audible version of punching yourself in the face "I focused so much on building a Time Machine I did not actually have.. so much of an idea..?"
Harris blinked, "What?!"
"Look, realistically.. 'destroy Capitalism' isn't easy."