[ OT ] If you had to choose , which of your prompt responses would you say is the best you 've written ?

This was one of my favourites, solely to the fact that it was a stream of writing that planned itself into what I consider a pretty interesting ending. 
 
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 ** [ WP ] A horror story where Siri talks out loud to unseen beings around at night. ** 
 
 Jake was tired. Tired of driving around everyday for £5.50 an hour, tired of being the butt of everyone ’ s jokes and tired of Siri. He ’ d been having issues with his new iPhone 6 since he had bought it. The unique Siri beep noise soon became engraved in his mind. Every night without fail, he would endure hours of senseless searching. He ’ d made an appointment with a ‘ Genius ’ but they hadn ’ t found any problems with it. 
 
 Settling down on his bed, he posted a listing on eBay. ‘ Pristine condition always been in a case no signs of wear and it's like new ’. 5 days, he could survive living with the stupid thing for that long. Placing the phone on his nightstand, with only 2 % battery remaining he soon fell asleep. 
 
 *Deleting eBay listing for item number: 311415037373* 
 
 Jake bolted awake. The beeps, again. Reading the screen, he groaned. Posting a listing took long enough to begin with, now he ’ d have to take time out of his day to do it again tomorrow. He looked at the battery, 2 %. If only his battery lasted this long when he actually needed it. 
 
 *Sending image 792.jpeg to Ex* 
 
 792… 792. He grabbed the phone, and went straight to a file explorer app he had downloaded. 792.jpeg was a horror story, a creepypasta he had sreenshotted from the internet. He sent a quick text saying that he never meant to send it, and turned the phone off. 
 
 *Looking up “ Real Life Creepypasta ” * 
 
 Articles appeared, links to websites where criminals had defended their actions using the poor excuse of “ the creepypasta made me do it ”. He read through a few, they were actually quite interesting. The Siri screen popped back up, while he was reading. 
 
 *Looking up “ Where should I stab someone if I want them to suffer? ” * 
 
 Jake ignored it. Tomorrow, the phone was going straight to a store. Even if they gave him £50, it would be gone at least. 
 
 *Looking up “ How to cover up the mess in my front room? ” * 
 
 There was no point even listening to it anymore. He just lay facing away from it, trying his best to ignore the beeps and that creepy voice. 
 
 *Looking up “ The perfect crime ” * 
 
 Now he was scared. The perfect crime. The front room. Stabbing someone. Before this, the searches never made any sense, just nonsensical searches. This had a theme. He turned on the light, picked up the heavy cricket bat he had near the wardrobe and began descending the steps. A metallic scent filled his nostrils, and he had to fight back the urge to vomit. There in the dim hallway light, he could see the mutilated body of his ex. She had cheated on him, and now her body was sliced all over. Her forehead was tattooed “ Whore ” with her own blood. He had to call the police. 
 
 Running up the stairs, he saw the Siri pop up still open. He read the screen, falling to his knees sobbing and howling. 
 
 *Looking up “ How to get away with murder by pleading insanity ” *
