[ WP ] A serial killer discovers they have the ability to time travel . They decided to travel back in time to undo the murders they committed .

It was just so much easier then he had originally thought. Joe reflected how he just simply offered the hooker a drink, laced with rohypnol of course, and moved the limp unconscious body into his truck. He was driving to his private residence, deep in the sparsely populated backwoods of his town, where no one would disturb him. 
 
 In a way, Joe did n't want to do this, but he could n't stop fantasizing the time he would spend with his new guest. In his lonely isolation, Joe lost touch with the world. He could never seem to socialize properly to get girls to like him. With his increasing age, and worsening appearance, Joe could not afford to wait any longer. And so, Joe had convinced himself that if they just could spend a little more time with him, one would perhaps fall in love with him. So he came up with a plan, he would kidnap girls he liked, and force them to stay with him. If they wanted out, if they could not eventually like him back, well, he obviously could n't let them go to the police... could he... In any case, Joe was hoping that it did not have to come to that. The lonely truck turned onto the dirt path that would eventually lead to his home, not realizing that it was not as empty as he thought it was. 
 
 Joe entered his residence. It was thoroughly cleaned up in preparation of his `` guest''. He had to make a good first impression after all. He laid the hooker... no... his female acquaintance, on the couch, and went to work on tying her hands and feet. Joe would not take the chance of his guest running away before he could properly introduce himself. 
 
 `` Hey Joe,'' a voice said, in a calm and even tone, but startling Joe nevertheless. Turning around, he saw an old, but fit, bearded man sitting at his kitchen table. Frozen in shock, he just stared at the old man. Someone caught me? Already!? But I was careful! Do I kill him? Who else knows? Am I going to prison? 
 Those were the thoughts that fired around in his brain. His body screamed action, but his mind did not know what to do. 
 
 `` Listen to me very carefully,'' the old man said, again in a steady tone. Without an idea of what to do, Joe did just what the man said. `` I am you, from the future.'' The old man had a stern look in his eye. `` And what you are doing will never work.'' The old man began telling Joe, in detail, all the things that he did and would do. Joe had told no one of his desires, yet this old man knew every part of it. 
 
 Upon hearing what the old man had to say, Joe realized that the old man was telling the truth. He saw himself, older yes, but strikingly close in resemblance. Joe could not say anything, he was dumbfounded. Stressed by the in-normality of the situation, Joe broke down. 
 
 `` What am I supposed to do?'' Joe whimpered, tears rolling down his face now. He was caught, and by his future self no less. The old man sat up and made his way toward his sobbing younger self. With a empathetic pat on the shoulder, The old man handed Joe a card. 
 
 `` This was the place I went to when I realized what I've been doing, they're probably starting out now, but they really helped me see the wrong I had been doing.'' The old man had a solemn look on his face now, `` It was too late for the people I had hurt, but you still have a chance to make things right.'' 
 
 `` What about her?'' Joe asked, motioning to the girl on his couch. 
 
 `` I'll take her back. When she wakes up, I'll explain things to her.'' Without another word, future Joe went and picked up the still motionless girl and took her outside. Taking the truck, future Joe left his past self behind, leaving the man to his thoughts, and, hopefully, a much better future. 
 

