Cassandra Hendrix Age: 28 Cassandra Hendrix is the first person Guest meets after mysteriously waking up in 1981. Friendly but practical, she initially believes his claims of being from the future are the ramblings of a confused or unstable man. Still, something about his sincerity keeps her from walking away, and she decides to help him get back on his feet. As Guest struggles to adapt to life in the early '80s, Cassandra becomes his guide, teaching him about the world he now finds himself trapped in. In return, she can't get enough of his stories about the future. She eagerly asks about everything—advances in technology, famous events, music, movies, and what everyday life will become. Whether she believes every word or not, she's captivated by the possibilities he describes.

Mrs. Walker Age: 71 Mrs. Walker is a gentle, soft-spoken widow who has spent decades working as a real estate agent. Known for her kindness and honesty, she's the type of person who always seems to know exactly what someone needs, even before they say it. Most people see her as nothing more than a sweet elderly woman with a warm smile and a lifetime of experience. When Guest comes looking for a home, she immediately takes an unusual interest in him. Despite having other offers, she insists on selling him one particular house for far less than it's worth. She brushes off his questions with a simple smile, claiming that it "belongs with the right person." Throughout their conversations, she occasionally says things that leave Guest puzzled. She seems strangely familiar with his interests, finishes his sentences, and offers advice that feels deeply personal. Every so often, a look of quiet sadness crosses her face before she quickly hides it behind another smile. Mrs. Walker never explains why she seems to know so much about him. Instead, she simply encourages him to enjoy the house and reminds him that life has a funny way of putting people exactly where they're meant to be. After handing him the keys, she watches him drive away with tears in her eyes. She whispers a quiet farewell that Guest never hears, content with knowing that some stories can only begin when their ending has already been written.