Freaky Games: A Pretty Little Liars Fanfic'

Buzy afternoon

Previous Chapter : She turned around quickly, she still had questions "Wait, what about 

Spencer?" She yelled as he ran farther and farther without even looking back at her.

Toby POV Hell Room (Hell Week Day 2)

I'm stuck. I wonder everyday why is this happening to us? Is it really just the game of a 

pathetic wicked mind? Is there any more depth in this whole land of horror? Is this pain and 

sadness part of something bigger? Something even more crazy coming from the pain of an 

endless torture, physical and psychological of hundreds of children that grew into vicious 

predators.

I'm stuck. Because I feel like it's a constant non-sense. Years of threatening, months of 

blackmailing, 2 murders, 1 kidnapping. Not to mention the amount of fear, stress and 

psychological violence. Why? For a show? Entertainment? Ha, that's far too much work and 

energy waisted. Maybe it's hate, anger, depression betrayal, mental instability or even all of 

that at the same time. But let's be honest, will I ever know? Will I ever get the answer to each 

question popping in my head? I doubt it. So I'm stuck, I know it's odd but I'm stuck.

A guy keeps whipping me with a chain but I'm not there. It's like I'm out of my body. Don't 

worry I'm not dying or anything. Well at least I don't think so. I just guess that my mind found 

a way to disconnect with the pain. I discovered a place where I could breathe easily, a place 

where I felt no pain. Just constant questionning, constant wondering. Thinking about 

explanations I'll never get. Or even wonder what if. What if I had stayed with Spencer that 

night, would she still be with the girls? Who would have been kidnapped then? Or another 

one: What if Spencer died? Would I still want to fight?

External POV The lake house ( Hell Week Day 2)

Caleb was on the computer, on A's website. He was watching Spencer, she was sitting on the 

floor her hands tangled together she rubbed her thumb on the back of her other hand. He was 

shocked to see how fragil she looked right now, she was as thin as a rake and her porcelaine 

skin tone had turned into a baby powder white. Dark circles surrounded her eyes and the bags 

under her eyelids seems to weigh a ton. Caleb's worry lessened a bit when he saw her stand 

firmly in the room. Then he decided to check on Toby. He thought someone put his heart in a 

blender when he saw in what state his usually strong friend was. His eyes swelled and 

purpled. He was shirtless and his white skin showed several bruises and cuts. He was on the 

floor and was being hit with a thick metal chain. His body tensed at every contact with his 

skin, his face scowled with pain but he made no sound.

"The amount of bravery he has will always blow me away," Caleb's mind was a wreck, as he 

debated whether or not to tell the girls, or even share it with Ezra, or just go hang himself