[ WP ] You find a genie in a bottle , in the house of the person who just murdered your family .

“ You can ’ t bring them back, and I can ’ t kill him for you ”. 
 
 The man sunk to his knees, grief-stricken. The hole in his heart was opening again. 
 
 It was a routine robbery gone bad the police had said. His wife pulled the car around the block to make it seem like no one was home. They were planning on surprising Daddy for his birthday. The burglar didn ’ t count on people still being in the house. 
 
 She was found naked in the kitchen, signs of a struggle and forced post-mortem intercourse. The children were found in the playroom, bound together with bed sheets. Bullet wounds in the back of the skull showed no mercy. 
 
 He came home and found the bodies. He felt the lives of his family dripping away, soaking his clothes as he held them tight. 
 
 But he was dry, and the moment was gone. They were dead. 
 
 He got up of his knees and looked to the genie. The genie spoke. 
 
 “ My people aren ’ t allowed to affect span of life in any aspect. You mortals have set in and out points. ” 
 
 He thought for a moment. 
 
 “ I wish to know the exact time and place the man who killed my family will die ” 
 
 The genie ’ s eyes glowed as he spoke “ 2:01am December 11th 2030. St. Ruth Hospital, Chicago IL. Room 223B. “ 
 
 “ Two wishes remain ” 
 
 The man shrugged a bit and spoke once more. “ I wish to know when I will die ”. 
 
 Unhesitant, the eyes of the genie shone bright again. 
 
 “ 5:59pm April 21st 2049 ”. 
 
 “ One wish remains. ” 
 
 The man took a breath and raised his gaze to the genie. His eyes showed no remorse or pain, only vengeful purpose. 
 
 “ I wish to be sent to December 10th 2030 at St. Ruth Hospital. ” 
 
 “ And give me a knife ” 

