[ WP ] In the future humans have mastered interstellar travel , bending space and time just to commute to work . A man calls AAA after crash landing in Roswell NM , 1947 .

Fuck. I looked around. My vehicle was busted for sure. I must have taken a wrong turn and slipped out of hyperspace. As I let the body warp fade and return me to normal, I took in my surroundings. I needed to make a call. I tapped my comms unit on my wrist. 
 
 `` Hello, and welcome to the Astrospace Travel Service. Thank you for choosing the number one agency for travel support in the known Universe.'' The automated chime sounded. `` Please tell me your member ID?'' 
 
 `` Fucking really? 48755421.'' I rattled off. You learned to memorize that. Getting lost in Space-Time travel was n't uncommon. It was always an inconvenience, and I had a busy work day. 
 
 `` I'm... sorry, I could n't find that. Please repeat your number.'' I almost screamed. 
 
 `` Agent.'' The voice requested it again. `` AGENT!'' I screamed. It echoed in the crisp desert air. Finally, they forwarded me to a human. 
 
 `` I'll transfer you to an agent in our call center. Please be aware that due to unusual call volume, you may be placed on hold for a moment longer than usual. When we transfer your call, we may record it for future training.'' I paced in the desert for a few minutes. It was usually pretty easy to fix mis-jumps like this. I just had to calm down and be patient. 
 
 `` Hello, Mr. Lee. My name is Guthrie in the Sirius system. How are you doing today?'' 
 
 `` I'm okay.'' 
 
 `` Glad to hear that. How can I help you?'' 
 
 `` I got mixed up in a jump.'' 
 
 `` Oh no, I'm sorry to hear that! Well, we'll help you out. I'm going to track your device right now. Just one minute.'' I heard him typing. `` How's the weather where you are?'' He tried to offer a human touch. I was not feeling it. 
 
 `` Good. Dry. It's a desert.'' 
 
 `` That makes sense. You are actually in Roswell, New Mexico.'' 
 
 `` Oh! I guess I did n't win first place.'' He chuckled at my joke. 
 
 `` Hmm.'' He said. `` You are actually in 1947, local time.'' 
 
 `` You mean the year?'' 
 
 `` Yeah! Weird, right? I've never seen someone go so far back.'' 
 
 `` Is that a problem?'' 
 
 `` Nah, we'll send an agent your way right now. He'll help you out. Just hold for a moment.'' 
 
 I did. It was so dark I was pretty sure there were no cities nearby. Suddenly, I saw a light in the sky. It looked like a ship, and it was flying towards me. 
 
 `` Oh shit.'' 
 
 `` Is something wrong?'' 
 
 `` I see your guy, but he is coming in *way* to fast. I do n't think he can stop.'' I waited, and he collided with the ground. The crash was loud and bright. If anyone was nearby, they heard it for sure. `` Holy shit! He crashed.'' 
 
 `` Stay away from the wreckage! No one can see you from that time!'' I disconnected the comms unit, and I ran towards the ship. It was a mess. I cracked the door open, and it was hot to the touch. Inside, the warped body of the man to rescue me languishing in pain. His head was bulbous and large. His eyes were two black saucers, almond shaped. His body was frail and thin. He had a grey sheen all over him. I knew what it was instantly: warp body. He came in too fast out of warp, and his eyes would n't reduce size fast enough. He was driving blind when he crashed. 
 
 `` Hughanenhgha'' He muttered to me. It was hard to hear over the people talking. This got really bad. 
 
 `` What's that, boy?'' The main with the rifle pointed at my chest said. He saw my face and his teeth set on edge. I am sure he assumed I was Japanese. I looked at my suit. It was so black it was a void. I looked enough like military. I had an idea. 
 
 `` This is federal property. This weather balloon crashed off course. We are reclaiming it now. Please, go about your way. You are trespassing on federal property.'' None moved, and they stared at me like cattle. 
 
 `` He's right. Everyone clear out or we will be making arrests.'' A man in a black suit said to the crowd. His voice was like a slithering whisper. It was unsettling. 
 As they backed off, confused, he leaned to me. `` Impersonating a federal agent is a lot of jail time, Mr. Lee. We need to talk.'' My blood became glaciers. `` I liked the weather balloon angle though.'' He smirked at me. 
 
 I knew I was fucked.
