Story I found on Reddit (Long)

[xoxomichaela]

This story is insane!

[Calum]

How about a measuring tape to map out the floor plan and see where the walls are too thick. Hell, the brother should have been able to eyeball the measurements to see if a wall is four times the thickness it should be.

[Turbo95eg6]

Well only made it 1/4 of the way so far, and seems fishy. Who can type that well being a nervous wreck on an iphone? And pretty convenient how the GF has to leave, and the brother just happens to be some construction worker/CSI spy... The way he types is not liking documenting updates, more like telling a visual story like a writer. Lies, I tell you...

[OrbitalEllipses]

Originally Posted by n2oinferno

Only owe 14,950 on a limit of 15,000?! AWESOME I CAN GET THE HAMMER!

Nah, more like MINIMUM PAYMENT ON $15K LIMIT IS ONLY $300?! FUCK YEAH, LET'S BUY STUFF!

[Lawn_Mower]

Final update was posted tonight for those enthralled in the story

http://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comm..._someone_else/

This is going to be the final update I post. Given everything that's happened and the events of yesterday and this morning, I'm not comfortable continuing things and they've been following all of it, every single post, every single comment and everything. They had me pinned down from the beginning, going as far as my reddit account, my place of work, and even my family. It's all turned upside down and I can't take anymore of it.
The last update ended with a note saved on my phone, "The only thing worth stealing is what you can't physically hold, and what we stole from you is something you'll never know." That was the final straw, that was the last nail in the coffin. They won. I checked the rest of my phone, looking for other windows that had been up. My online banking, my facebook linked to all of my family memebers, sensitive information for work, they've now dipped into everything. I have so many passwords auto saved on my phone, so much saved in my notes, my entire life could be accessed from that fucking thing, and they'd done it. My emails were open, and they'd forwarded everything to themselves. It was over, and I'd never be safe again. They had a safari window open linked directly to these posts, and I had been carful not to keep them up in the background in case my phone was ever taken. But they already knew about them, and posting all of this online for the world to see has been a huge mistake. So many of you have been reading, commenting, and sending me personal messages in good faith with suggestions and helpful ideas, and I'm convinced that they've been right along side all of you. Waiting, watching, and taking each idea and suggestion into consideration and planning their break in's around them. No wonder they never left traces, no wonder they never broke tap or stepped in the flour, no wonder they were always one step ahead of things. It's because they've fucking known every step before I could take it.
I woke up my brother when I'd realized how much info had been accessed on my phone, and he was petrified. Our families personal contact information was there, mom, dad, cousins, aunts uncles, and we hadn't even checked on his phone yet to see what could have been looked at on his. We assumed the worst, and started making calls to everyone. They were all safe and sound, but equally worried about everything that had happened, and upset that we hadn't come to them sooner or warned them. The entire clan was now on high alert, which made me feel a little bit better. I gave my girlfriend a call, no answer. I called her mom, no answer. I called her sister and finally someone picked up. It was late, and so at first she was pissed I was calling until she had heard a very brief explanation and woke up my girlfriend. I loaded everything on her, told her to be home by tomorrow and to meet at my brothers house, that I was going to have the movers over tomorrow to have all of our shit put in storage, and we'd figure out the rest when we had our heads on straight. She agreed, and told me she'd be on the first flight back tomorrow. She even looked it up on the phone and booked it before I would let her off the phone. She'd be home by 8:00am. I wasn't sleeping that night, I was hardly blinking. We had to do something, we just didn't know what. My brother had a gun, nothing fancy, just a 22 revolver, but it was enough to put someone down if necessary. He'd had it locked up for over a year, no use in having it aside from protection if anyone ever broke in, and considering my home had constantly been broken into over and over again, we figured it wouldn't hurt to have something with us. We should have escalated to this much sooner, but tonight was as good of a start as any. We decided, like many of you suggested, to go back over there in the middle of the night and try and sneak in, see if we couldn't catch these guys in the act. I'm not entirely sure what we were actually hoping for. At this point, and if we weren't blinded by fear and anger, we would have remembered how organzied and covert these people were. We would have remembered how seamlessly they'd gotten in and out of my house uncaptured, and how many people were actually in on all of this. We were blinded though, so we forgot all of that.
It was about 1:30am. My brother gave me some dark clothes and we grabbed a couple flashlights, the gun and a gerber he'd been given as a gift from the parents a few years back. It wasn't much, but it was sharp as hell and would go through anything with little to know give. We made the drive back into town in about half an hour considering the lack of traffic in the middle of the night, and we parked about a mile away from my house. We made sure we had everything and by the time we got to my street, my watch said 2:15am. We got to the end of my road, peeked down and saw that all of the street lamps were dimmed, barely illuminating the street below. We cut into the back area where the backyards would be, and crept lot by lot down until we made it to my home, and that was the moment that I remembered everything above, how organized and involved these people were, how they'd see a plan like this coming miles away, and how even if we managed to get into the house without issue, what then? We contemplated for a few moments, arguing in the dark about turning back or not and a loud noise interupted us. The alarm system inside was going off. It was blaring so loudly it was echoing down the vacant road. You could probably hear that thing from a mile away, holy shit it was loud. We peaked in through the windows, most had been covered by blinds but through small cracks between them we could see some sorce of light in the livingroom. We walked around to the front door, the alarm blaring as loudly as possible at this point, and we unlocked the door and went inside. The panel on the wall was glowing. I entered the code and the blaring stopped, and then we realized that the light wasn't coming from the alarm panel on the wall, it was coming from the laptop on the kitchen table. We walked towards it and the graphic on the screen changed. It was a slide show, a slide show of me, of my girlfriend, of our pets, when we moved out of our old house and us moving into this new one, there were pictures of us in the livingroom and kitchen, of us in the bathroom, there were pictures of everything that we'd done. My stomach fell out beneath me, I couldn't hold myself up and slumped into the table. They'd been watching us since before we even moved into this place, they'd had their invasive fucking fingers all over my life. My brother helped me up from the table, and we walked over to the stairs. There was more light coming from the top, and I could only imagine what the hell was up there too. My brother had the gun ready and walked up first, motioning for me to follow. We made it to the top and turned towards the bonus room. Another monitor was sitting on the floor. There was didn't have pictures, instead it was opened to a web page of my posts on here, and in multiple tabs were every update I'd posted. They'd been watching from the very beginning of things, slowly stalking how I reacted, how I felt, and how I would react. The false wall was wide open, nothing inside, and aside from the monitor on the floor, everything was still in perfect place, just how I'd left it. We walked back downstairs after looking into the other rooms, and we could see light peaking through from underneath my bedroom door. I opened it, feeling like it couldn't get any worse, any more invasive than it already had, and then it did. Sitting on the bed, another laptop with a word document up. The text was bolded and large enough to read from the doorway.
"8:00am works great for us, we'll see you there."
They'd heard my converstaion with my girlfriend, the ones my brother and I had made to family in our panic. They were everywhere. It wasn't just cameras or break ins, they were in our phones, listening, plotting, and god knows what else. That was it. I walked out of my bedroom, feeling empty, completely unguarded, even in my own skin. We walked out the front door, and I sat down on the sidewalk in front of the driveway. We called the police, they came over, and collected all of the laptops, the monitor, and siad they'd analyze and wipe everything down for prints. They said we'd have a real chance if anything came off of these things that could lead us to these people in the first place. Any sort of digital foot print, anything at all. I didn't care anymore, I just wanted to be at the airport in the morning to grab my girlfriend and see how far running got us. We ended up going down the station, it was only about 10-15 minutes away and closer to the airport. I managed to keep myself on overdrive on the shitty coffee they had, and chips from the vending machine. 6:00em rolled around and we had two officers ready to take us to the airport and escort my girlfriend from the plane, get us somewhere safe. They brought up witness protection, but I had already figured out at this point that it probably wouldn't help much. 6:30 rolled around, then 7:00, 7:15, 7:30, 7:45 and finally after what felt like an eternity, 8:00 hit and planes were landing outside. We watched from the large glass windows in the airport terminal for everyone getting off flights, but my girlfriend never came off a plane. I checked my phone, dialed her over and over again, and kept getting her voicemail. We watched every single person come out into the terminal for baggage claim and not one of them was my girlfriend. We watched all the luggage on the conveyer belt, and finally I saw her suitcase. It slid by on the conveyer belt, all on it's own, and no one walked up to claim it. I knew it was heres; it had the same blue and orange scarf tied around the handle from when we moved down here in the first place. I walked up and grabbed it from the conveyer and realized how light it was. I sat down on a metal bench behind us and unzipped it. None of her clothes, none of her make up or anything, just an empty case. I unzipped all the pockets, all the sleeves and in the last one there was an envelope. I tore open the top and inside was a card, one of those generic "get well soon," ones. I flipped it open and saw two lines acorss the bottom, and those lines are the reason I have to stop posting after this final update, they're the reason I have to stop and go as far away as possible, because if I don't, I'll never be safe again.
"Your eyes have been open but your minds been closed, this is only the beginning if you continue to expose. "Run far away now and don't look back, you were just a start when your mother and father could be next."
I can't risk it and I can't keep going on with all of this. I can't put anyone else at risk. I finally figured out what they meant when they said they took something I can't physically hold; they took my life away, they took my time, and they did it in no time at all.

[Turbo95eg6]

Ha ha...

Here's the spoiler, the plot twist ending didn't make it to the final update...

Ends up the main guy IS the intruder...



Wrap your heads around that kids...

[LadyFRZ]

Holy shit that last update.
I'm a wuss but I'd definitely be finding a gun or wanting to nuke that entire neighborhood into orbit.


Most stories if they were fake would usually have a more "complete" ending. This is...Holy shit. Hope they're alright.

If it is fake I demand it be made into a movie. That would be awesome.

[n2oinferno]

Originally Posted by LadyFRZ

Holy shit that last update.
I'm a wuss but I'd definitely be finding a gun or wanting to nuke that entire neighborhood into orbit.


Most stories if they were fake would usually have a more "complete" ending. This is...Holy shit. Hope they're alright.

If it is fake I demand it be made into a movie. That would be awesome.

as I said, nosleep is fake

Also, man, what a let down ending. I called it from the beginning that she'd disappear. Oh well.

[Andrew025]

Pretty good read. Wished it would have ended better though.

[bakerr6]

same i'm hoping they find the intruders and are able to take them out by firing squad

[finch1750]

Wait. How did he get his IPhone back towards the end? I thought they stole it?

Huge continuity error unless I missed something. Lol

[onefitz]

Originally Posted by finch1750

Wait. How did he get his IPhone back towards the end? I thought they stole it?

Huge continuity error unless I missed something. Lol

They found the phones in the false wall space.

[Hot Lava]

The occasional misspelling is a nice touch, giving the story a realistic overtone until you realize the author is using more complex words all the time without misspelling a single one. Come on folks, do any of you misspell words any more what with spell check on everything? The author did that to provide intentional clues that the story is fictional. It's a twist on the War of the Worlds radio play. Nighty night, sleep tight.

[slicktop]

Lot of people are reading into it too much. It's just something to get you goin!