r/nosleep • u/[deleted] • Dec 14 '14
Series "I Can't Let You Search That." NSFW
(Warning: Animal Death, and Human Death, but people seem to only care about the animals...)
I was in a state of disbelief. Nobody has access to my phone. But something was different about it. My apps had been completely rearranged, and some were missing. I shrugged it off as a minor software glitch, or maybe I forgot I had done it, because like i said, no one has access to my phone.
The next morning it had happened again, but with a major difference. My background was changed. Before it was a picture of my cat, but now it had become solid white. This couldn't have been me. Over the next week more and more apps began disappearing, until only the preset apps were left, the ones you cant uninstall.
That whole week I had grown so tired of re installing apps i just stopped. I began searching the internet, looking in forums and help desks, trying to find what was causing my phone to reset itself. All my searches were coming up blank. Apparently no one else was having the same problem I was having.
Then, a week went by with no problems. My phone kept the apps i had installed, and my background didn't change. The glitch was gone. Or so I thought. As soon as the week was over it started up again, but it was worse. The preset apps, the ones you can't delete, were vanishing. The phone's background had become a solid red color. Everything was absent from my phone, except for the Google Search Bar. I typed in one word, Why. The word was then replaced with the phrase, " I Can't Let You Search That".
At this point I became deeply disturbed. My phone was telling me what I can and can't search. This has gone to far, I decided not to let a software glitch ruin my life. I smashed my phone against the table, over and over until there was no more glass left in the screen. Now it was the empty shell of a phone I had once used.
That same day I went to a local Samsung provider, because after you break your phone, you need a new one. I picked up an older model of the current phone I had, because smashing your phone isn't part of the warranty, and it was cheaper. The phone I picked up was working successfully for a little over a month. Then all hell broke loose. The phone started to show signs the one I smashed had. The wallpaper was replaced with an even darker red, almost the color of fresh blood, while all my apps began to slowly disappear.
Things began to escalate when I opened my phone to find the background changed to a picture of me sleeping. Yes, a picture of me sleeping. One can only imagine how that got onto my phone, seeing as how I live alone. That being said, I had had enough. No more cellular technology for me.
The very next day I bought a safe. I planned on placing the phone in the safe and locking it with no intent of ever seeing it again. Before the safe was safely locked, I received a text from a blocked number. It had four words, "You Can't Stop Me". This was increasingly weird, due to that fact that I had No cell service at the time. I deleted the message, and locked the safe. I buried it. Not in my backyard, not in my neighbors, not even in my city. I drove for hours, until finally, I found somewhere remote enough that even I wouldn't possibly remember were I buried it.
It was over. I left my phone six feet under in a safe, where no one could get to it. I was safe.
When I arrived home from dropping off my phone I was met with an overpowering odor. It was so strong I couldn't be in the house for more than a minute at a time. I left for the store and returned with a gas mask, ready to face whatever the manifested the stench. Upon entering I found droplets of dried brown blood, leading from my bedroom to the somewhere else in the house. As soon as I saw the blood I reached into my pocket so I could call the Police. Then I remembered, I no longer have a phone. But I found one in my pocket. I held it in my hand. It was the phone I had buried. How? This was impossible. It couldn't. Or. Could it?
I turned on the phone. The background was of my kitchen sink. What was in my kitchen sink was what made me drop the phone and leave. It was a picture of my cat. The picture showed that my cat's throat had been ripped out.
I dropped the phone and left. I drove until i ran out of gasoline. I was alone, in the middle of nowhere. Then I felt my leg vibrate. It was my phone. It was in my pocket. It was vibrating. I pulled it out and looked at the screen. The background was of me, leaving the house after I had seen the picture of my cat.
The only thing on the home screen was Google Search. I typed in Why? It responded with, "I Can't Let You Search That". I then asked Who Are You? It responded with " I Can't Let You Search That.
I put the phone back in my pocket and began to walk towards what I guessed was home. I was picked up on the way by a middle aged man and his family. They were on vacation. They dropped me off only a few miles from the city I live in. I left the phone in their car. As I walked towards home I was stopped by an officer. He inquired on where I was walking so late at night. I explained to him what I have just explained to you, and he laughed. He laughed at all the horrible things I've been through in the last half year.
Knowing it would be there, I took the phone from my pocket and handed it to him. He held it in his hand with curiosity in his eyes. To the officer the phone was just a phone. I told him my password. He opened the phone. It was normal. All the apps were there, nothing was changed. He began searching through the phone till he came across the gallery. He searched through the gallery until he saw a picture of me sleeping. Then he saw a picture of my cat without a throat. The next picture was me leaving the house. With a glint of horror in his eye, he swiped to the right, in order to see if there were anymore pictures. There was one more picture. He handed the phone back to me with a face as white as snow, and a look as if he had seen death himself. At that moment I saw what he saw. It was a picture of the officer dead. There was a bullet wound in his chest. I became as scared as the officer.
He told me to go. So I left, I continued walking until I reached a small hotel on the side of road. I tried to pay for a room, but my debit card was declined. When ever my card was swiped the machine would read "I Can't Let You Do That". I asked the clerk if I could pay with anything else, he gave me a room for my watch and my phone. I did not sleep at all.
That night a man shot the clerk in a dispute over payment for his room. The gunman also shot the first officer on the scene. That officer was the one that stopped me earlier in the night.
And again I left. I leave every time. Searching for what question my phone can answer. I have to leave you now. I just received a message from a blocked number.
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u/Lurkerinthe415 Dec 14 '14
Reminds me of the time I picked up a hitchhiker. I was driving along PCH in LA and saw a guy with his thumb out. I'd never done this but I figured I'd try and so something nice for a fellow human. Buddy gets in and has a beat up old duffle that looks like military issue. Just casually, out of curiosity and to make conversation, I ask, "what's I the bag?" "None of your fucking business" comes back the reply. Whoa! I'm doing his guy a solid. I wasn't expecting this kind of attitude. What the hell?
So we keep driving and my curiosity is just eating at me so I ask the guy again, "what's in the bag?" "None of your fucking business!" He comes back, again, with more enthusiasm.
Well, fuck. In trying to help this guy out by giving him a ride. The least he can do is tell me what's going on within my car. So I decide to take a stand. "Listen" I start. "If we can't work this out, I'm going to pull over and let you out. So, for the last time, what's in the bag, dude?" "None of your fucking business" he shoots back.
Now I'm almost trembling. I've let some strange guy I to my car and he's dominating me. In afraid I've made a very bad decision by helping my fellow man. I pull over and try and save myself from the situation. Upon my direction, he gets out without a word. I hit the gas and head back on the road, relieved that I've survived the incident unscathed. As I'm checking out his shrinking image in the mirror I glance down at the floor of the passenger side of my car and what I see hits me like a freight train. He left his bag in my car.
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u/embertear Dec 14 '14
So what's in the bag?
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u/Lurkerinthe415 Dec 14 '14
None of your fucking business! (Thanks for playing along) :-)
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u/shadownukka99 Dec 14 '14
What's in the baaag? What's in the fucking bag!
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u/theemoprimate Dec 15 '14
We had the same game, too, and I find it super hilarious when I answer them "None of your fucking business." But it's in our language, so it's even funnier.
...K Bye.
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u/Clownskin Dec 15 '14
A GameCube and a bunch of Axe body spray.
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Dec 15 '14 edited May 13 '16
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u/TheScaryFaerie Dec 14 '14
Well what was in the bag??
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u/amberkinn Dec 14 '14
Seriously, you know of our pain and you're going to pull this on us too? WHAT IS IN THE BAG?!
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u/Lurkerinthe415 Dec 14 '14
None of your fucking business (!)
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Dec 15 '14
I did ask it that but it sent me to a Facebook page about Bill Clinton. I don't know what to do.
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u/Docjackal Dec 15 '14
Clearly your phone has been possessed by the vengeful shade of Dick Cheney. Try searching for "Gitmo Pics".
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u/ANUSTART942 Dec 15 '14
Plot Twist: BF is asshole, responded, "No" and deleted messages.
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u/Girlfromtheocean Dec 15 '14
Gosh, hope you are feeling better now. Were you only sick when you were living in that apartment?
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u/Girlfromtheocean Dec 16 '14
Glad you are better now. I really think it was some type of haunt/paranormal activity. If it were a toxin, you would have still had effects after you left the apartment. It takes time for toxins to be broken down. I think for you to start feeling better and losing all the weight the first month points in that direction. Again, glad you are not living there anymore.
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Dec 15 '14
For some reason I thought it'd be a delusion and the phones op smashed and buried would turn out to be people.
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u/Cries_Of_Sorrow Dec 14 '14
Jesus fucking Christ. I received a text right after I finished reading, it scared the living shit out of me... Thank God it was just my girlfriend.
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Dec 15 '14
Plot Twist: You don't have a girlfriend.
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u/ANUSTART942 Dec 15 '14
Plot Twist: His mom texted him about his broken arms.
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u/HoneyBunchesOfBoats Dec 15 '14
Plot Twist: He broke his arms masturbating.
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u/DixieWolfRS Dec 15 '14
Plot Twist: They aren't his arms.
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u/conundorum Dec 17 '14
Plot twist: They're his mom's arms.
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u/shadow_dreamer Dec 18 '14
Plot twist: They're my arms now.
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u/belieberfangirl420 Dec 14 '14
How are you posting on reddit??
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u/SinServant Dec 14 '14
The MPAA is punishing you for pirating Muppet Treasure Island that one time.
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u/CrawlingDolphin Dec 14 '14
I am reading this in 3am and I must say that this is absolutely creepy and it makes me want to throw my phone - but ofcourse I can't since phones are a luxury in my place.
Anyway this kinda reminds me of the anime show "Mirai Nikki" or "The Future Diary". It's like the phone's telling them something about the future.
*okay power just went out and this is insanely creepy. This comment would be posted as soon as power comes back. Literally no sleep for me.
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u/arissister Dec 14 '14
Okay, that last paragraph made me regret reading this story while I'm all alone in my house... A+ story; I'm fucking terrified.
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u/limbss Dec 15 '14
"I drove until I ran out of gasoline" ಠ_ಠಠ_ಠಠ_ಠಠ_ಠಠ_ಠಠ_ಠಠ_ಠಠ_ಠ god dammit are you trying to be the lead in a horror movie?
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u/wakeboardr360 Dec 14 '14
My phone got a text towards the end of this story...made me throw my computer out of my lap, great story!
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u/user812 Dec 15 '14
Your story reminded me of this video.
The film fits this story very well.
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u/Ale_and_Mead Dec 15 '14
Huh. That was actually scarier than most modern Hollywood horror movies.
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u/aramae07 Dec 15 '14
only one answer why the phone always shows up in your pocket:
**** NINJAS ****
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u/BrunetteBeautyX Dec 19 '14
The warning kinda ruined it. A trigger flair would have been good enough.
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u/Domino587 Dec 15 '14
No, this is just terrible. Completely irrational reactions and lazy plot twists. Nope.
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Dec 15 '14
The officer i'm okay with since he laughed. But why the cat? Find out what's happening and take vengeance for the cat.
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u/patronous77 Dec 14 '14
Search maths and tell me if it lets you search that. Ill send you my address, send me the phone.
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u/omurice Dec 15 '14 edited Dec 15 '14
Second time reading this, I SWEAR the part with the clerk and police wasn't there the first time I read this......
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u/lolimayoi Dec 15 '14
So I have a door that shakes on it's own randomly at times (I think due to the turning on and off of the AC/heater) and it decided to happen right after the cat part.
You wouldn't believe how scared I was. Fuck.
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u/beastlyfarts Dec 14 '14 edited Dec 14 '14
Man. Great story. Especially now with all the technology available. Gave me chills.
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u/PM_ME_URMUM_JOKES Dec 14 '14
First visit to this sub, great story.
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u/pokodot321 Dec 15 '14
Read some of the top posts on the sub, they are really worth the read
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u/P4li_ndr0m3 Dec 15 '14
The mold ones!
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u/account4august2014 Dec 16 '14
I would follow a subreddit dedicated to stories about the mold universe. It's honestly the only reason I read nosleep still. Checking for new mold.
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u/P4li_ndr0m3 Dec 16 '14
Seriously, I would shell out good money if they continued that in book form (don't know how well it would work, but it's so bloody brilliant, who cares?).
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u/account4august2014 Dec 16 '14
I'd write my own shit on the mold I just don't think I could do it justice. I don't want to shamalamalyn it.
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u/Smabwgi Dec 15 '14
My fear of this story depicts how attached I am to my fucking phone. It's sad really.
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Dec 14 '14
I think it is trying to communicate. Maybe a "who are you?" search can give you insights.
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Dec 14 '14
I then asked Who Are You? It responded with " I Can't Let You Search That.
Already done.
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u/crihfield Dec 15 '14
Man he could just sell these damn phones. like sell them for $20 and people will pay for cheap phones even if they are shitty.
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u/bacon_over_hoes Dec 16 '14
As I was reading this someone approached me and asked why I looked so sad. Being that I'm at work I said I'm just swamped with work stuff.
P.S. I own a LG Nexus 5 and love it. Reading this is making me second guess my decision...
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u/ljlk13 Dec 17 '14
Can you post it on an alternative website? I think there are a lot of readers hoping for the remaining updates.
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u/soyeahthenwedanced Dec 28 '14
I want to click part 2 but scared it's just gonna take me to a red screen.
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u/idaemadsen Jan 25 '15
"because after you break your phone, you need a new one"
this is new information.
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u/idaemadsen Jan 25 '15
Wait I'm not even half way through the story and you bought a safe? A safe!?? To lock up your phone? Why not just sell it or give it away?
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Mar 29 '15
Realized someone took a picture of you while you're sleeping and the first thing you did was bury your phone. Okay.
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u/Sapphorific Dec 15 '14
This is creepy af, as someone else said it really brings home how addicted so many of us are to the little masters in our pockets
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u/hbz4k Dec 14 '14
Just tried to upvote. "I can't let you do that."