r/nosleep • u/[deleted] • Dec 19 '14
Series I Can't Let You Search That [Part 3- Finale]
The LED died when the phone had died. The room was filled with the pitchest of black. A small red light flashed from what appeared to be the other side of the room. I stood up to investigate the light. As I stood I dropped the phone. I had expected it to make a noise on impact, but it never did. The phone never reached the ground. As soon as it left my hand it was gone. I was free of the cursed object.
I continued over to the flashing small red light. It was almost level with eyes. I touched it. An intense light filled the room. Now I could clearly see the walls, still covered with dry blood, with the exception of the endless forms of “I-Can’t-Let-You-Search-That”. On the other side of the room, a wall had what appeared to be a window, or a mirror.
I approached the object, which was in fact a window. The window had a word written on it in blood. Well, a name. SpencerLance.
On the other side of the window was a room, which was exactly like the one I was being held in. The only difference was a man. He had stepped into view at the exact time I had. He had an odd familiarity about him. I recognized his face, but I could not place a name to it. He greeted me with the devil’s smile.
“Hello Spencer”, he said. But my name is not Spencer. Or is it? I could not remember. This was the most frustrating moment of my life, because I knew my name. But at the same time, I did not. I tried to spit out an answer, but all the words were caught in my throat.
He stared at me blankly, his eyes were the coldest things, uncaring, unloving, no emotion. He again smiled his devil’s smile, before saying, “I would say cat got your tongue, but yours is dead”.
Was this him? The one that ruined my life? Yes. Yes it was.
I asked him about the phone, how he could manipulate it, place it back everytime, ruin my life. He laughed. His laugh was colder than his eyes. He told me there was no phone.
“How?”
“The phone was an object created by your subconscious. It was an excuse. You created the idea of the phone to hide from the fact that you did all of the things you blamed on your phone. It was a scapegoat, you hid from the truth through the form of a common day object. You are a murderer, you are insane. You love it, but you hide from it. The phone died when your humanity did. The only reason you can't remember this is because you had more than one method of escape, you had more than one subconscious suggestion.”
His words were true. It only made sense. How could a phone do so much damage. It’s only a phone. A piece of plastic and some glass.
“You see”, he said,” you created a phone to blame your problems on, then created this fictional character to explain all the awful things you did. Then you created this place, to confront yourself, Spencer. This is your Wonderland, and i am the ruler. Here they call me Lance, but in fact, I am you. I am the part of you that only comes out at night. I am the voice in your head. I am the reason you killed all those people. I am you, in duality.”
Is this possible? Do I have a dual personality?
I looked into his cold eyes and saw my own. I looked at his devil smile and saw my own smile. I now know where I had seen him before. Every time I looked in the mirror, or took a photograph, I saw Lance. This was no window. This was a mirror.
SpencerLance. Me. Him. Us. I was Spencer. He was Lance.
He then quoted a song. It was an odd quote, but it made sense. “I Am Good. I Am Evil. I Am Chaos. I Am Solace. I Am Human, And That's All I Ever Wanted To Be. Duality.”
Human? How was he a human? He would never know humanity the way I know it. At least I tried to be human. He took my humanity from me. At that moment I felt it, my pocket began to vibrate. The phone was back.
“I can’t let you read that!”, said Lance. Anger filled his eyes.
I retrieved the phone. I read the message. It said “I Am Good. I Am Solace. I Am Human.” This message was my epiphany. I looked into the mirror and I saw another person. I was not Lance, and Lance was not me. He was a murderer. I was Human.
I smashed the mirror. If this is my Wonderland, these are my rules. Lance can’t be present while I am.
And like that. Lance was no more. I killed a killer.
I awoke from Wonderland. I was still in Medicine Mound. Laying next to a safe which held a dead cat. I left. I always leave. So I started to walk, searching for the nearest town. Phone in hand I left. Not once did I look back.
Whenever I peer into my reflection I see his eyes and his smile, he is still there, just on the surface. Even now, as i type this up, I see him. But he can’t escape. I have control over him. He is stuck in my Wonderland.
The phone only displays one thing now. A Wikipedia article, it never moves from this quote. “The majority of patients report childhood sexual and/or physical abuse, though the accuracy of these reports are controversial. Identities may be unaware of each other and compartmentalize knowledge and memories, resulting in chaotic personal lives. Individuals with may be reluctant to discuss symptoms due to associations with abuse, shame and fear. Patients may also frequently and intensely experience time disturbances.” The quote ties me to my humanity.
At one point in my life I had Duality. Now I do not.
I Am Good. I Am Evil. I Am Chaos. I Am Solace. I Am Human, And That's All I Ever Wanted To Be. Duality.
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u/MVCarnage Dec 19 '14
I'm good enough, smart enough and doggonit....what? What the hell do you want? You are being rude. No, we will not do that. Kill who? Thanks we've been working out.
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Dec 25 '14
I wonder if the dead cat in the safe is significant... My mind immediately jumps to that thought-experiment.
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u/Deracination Dec 29 '14
Not sure how this explains the interaction with the cop.
Also, the straightforward way the revelation came about was sort of jarring.
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u/tayrawrr Dec 19 '14
This is a great ending. It really pulled me back in and I didn't see it coming! I'm really glad he's able to control the evil personality. But that poor baby kitty...
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u/XxsabathxX Dec 19 '14
Does anyone have the link to the second part or if OP posted it somewhere else? Cause it was deleted in the second link :/
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u/imaplatypuswithwings Feb 14 '15
I find it odd he/you would quote a song about the emotional aspects of sex... Set It Off would be so disappointed.
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u/twonriley Dec 19 '14
It's pretty pop punk of you to quote set it off. That's honestly my favorite part.