This happened about a month ago and is definitely creepy encounter material.
The night this happened I had been at a friend's loft watching an old scary movie (The Fog). We started the movie late and I fell asleep midway through.
I was woken by a thunderstorm around 2:30AM, and that was my exit.
On the way home I stopped for gas. The service station itself was closed, with the pumps being open for anyone paying by card.
I live in a large but spread out city and the gas station that I was at is just outside of the arts district, which is like a ghost town late at night.
While filling up I noticed an iPhone laying on the ground at the next pump.
With no one around for miles and being the snoop I can be, I decided to pick up the phone and take it with me for further inspection.
I figured someone would call and I would locate the owner that way, and if not then I would return it to the gas station the next day when there was an attendant on duty.
While driving home I started snooping through the phone. Surprisingly, the phone was almost fully charged and there was no passcode set.
I thought it was strange that the phone wasn't locked, but not strange enough to give it more than a second thought. Of course I went straight to the photos. What I found was not what I expected.
I think there were around 50 pics on the phone.
All of the pictures with the exception of 2 pictures were candid pictures of a young guy around my age in various locations,
with at least 10-15 of those pictures being of him apparently working at a Target, and maybe 5 of the photos being taken in the arts district where I just came from.
The 2 pictures that were not of this guy were selfies of a man whose face was slightly disfigured by what appeared to be burns.
They weren't terrible burns, but they definitely made the guy look scary and seeing him staring back at me in those pictures really spooked me.
Weirder still, the selfies had clearly been taken inside of a Target and there was a young guy in the background of the pictures who I think was the same guy in all of the other pictures.
Realizing I had stumbled onto something weird I closed the photos app and as soon as I did that the phone locked and a message appeared that said "I know you have my phone and I know where
you are. I'm coming for my phone" I had completely forgotten about Find My iPhone until that moment.
I quickly realized that the owner of the phone had remotely activated Find My iPhone and was probably tracking me in real time.
I thought about taking the phone back to the gas station and dropping it where I found it, but the message along with the photos got the best of me and I started to get paranoid.
I had the crazy idea in my head that maybe the owner of the phone had also somehow activated the phone's camera and could see me. I'll be honest, I was a little stoned at the time.
Fearing the apparent burn victim and stalker who the phone belonged to, I did what any normal and well adjusted adult would do - I pulled over, smashed the phone,
and ditched it in a ripple glass recycling can on the opposite side of town. My bad. But maybe this act of property destruction saved some poor guy from his stalker? I hope so.