We Need Your Help To Build A Time Machine

Part 1
My Name is Mr Anthony Brown 45 and I am a car mechanic and bad Karaoke singer, I live in London in social housing and left school at 16 without any qualifications.I have never been married although I have had several long term relationships that has produced 2 children.I have never been a reader or taken much interest in the news or world affairs, I enjoy football and getting drunk on a Saturday night. So why have I given up my life to follow this man, Why do I believe that he can save the world. Why would I die for him.
I don't know how to begin to tell you of the terrible secret that I have learned and of the man that will change the world.

I first met Thomas Dequincey in Paris on the Boulevard Saint- Michel , near the famous Statue, many homeless alcoholics, street people and drug addicts were gathered shouting and begging passers by for euros, my eye was drawn to a dishevelled older man who was dressed in unusual clothing and was staring directly at me. He got up off the floor and approached me, all the time his eyes were locked on mine. I didn't know whether I should make a quick exit or hand him a euro but I was transfixed by his searing eyes. "Don't run and put that money back in your pocket" he said. I was quite surprised because he spoke in English.His eyes were completely black and glistened and shone it was hard to look away he seemed to hold you in an hypnotic trance," You will be my spokesman and teach me of this world and I will be your guide" I was in Paris for the football and had got so drunk that I had lost my friends and was wandering about trying to find a metro to get me to the match.