Week Nineteen: A time-traveler recognizes you...



Okay, so remember in Week Eighteen's prompt when I said that this was the last prompt of my Freshman year box?
...That was not true, for there is a whole notebook of Spring semester class notes that I had misplaced, and lo! many questionable prompts therein.
Here's the first. The full text, for those who cannot read the scrivenings of a mad man, reads
A time-traveler recognizes you and is shocked to have met you. This provides the driving force for your future success.
I must have stolen that from somewhere, right? I mean... it's kind of too good for Freshman Me?
Anyway, it's yours now. 400 words by Sunday at midnight! Who's up for some SCIENCE FICTION?