"That's what you got from Ali's claim ticket?" Emily questioned, pointing at the bright red jacket laying on the couch.
Hanna and Spencer found a claim ticket in a book Alison used to read. Spencer went to collect the item, and came back with the jacket.
"That's what they gave me." Spencer replied.
Emily furrowed her brows. "So, basically, you picked up her dry cleaning."
"I just can't ever picture Alison wearing this." Aria said.
Ivy nodded, but said, "Yeah, well, picture Vivian Darkbloom."
"So now we're saying this Vivian Dark-person had her own wardrobe too?" Emily questioned.
Ivy pointed at the coat. "Yeah." She nodded. "I would too, if I was pretending to be a different person."
"This is so weird." Emily muttered.
Aria moved closer to the coat. "Can I touch it?" She asked.
"Yeah, it's a raincoat, Aria. It's not a mummy." Spencer responded sarcastically. Aria went forward to touch it, and Spencer spoke up again, "Where's Hanna?"
Ivy folded her arms, watching Aria pick up the coat as she replied, "She and Ashley had to meet with Tamborelli before school."
"Yeah, Kate's mom printed out that naked picture, and she's threatening to sue. She wants blood." Aria finished.
"Hanna's."
Spencer nodded. "Yeah, probably mine too. I'm the one who told her that Kate used to be called "Boil N' Baggies.""
"Who told 'A'?" Emily added.
"Who tells 'A' anything? That plan was probably in motion the moment Kate walked into school." Spencer noted.
Emily turned to Ivy, "Why hasn't 'A' gone after you?" She asked.
Ivy shrugged. "I don't know, but I'm worried, and getting even more paranoid by the second."
Aria found something in the pocket. It was a piece of paper. "Guys, check it out."
"What is that?"
Aria looked up at them. "It's a phone number."
"Whose?"
She flipped the paper over. "Um...There's no name." Aria told.
"Let's call it." Spencer suggested.
"Okay. stop. Now I feel like we're in a bad place." Emily started.
"We're in my living room, Emily. We are holding a coat." Spencer stated the obvious.
Emily nodded her head. "Yeah, that belongs to someone who's no longer alive."
"Em. How can we not call this? Okay, whoever this is may have some answers, like why on Earth did Alison need to be this Vivian person?" Aria said.
Spencer turned to Emily. "Yeah, and who was Vivian meeting, and why?"
"You think we're gonna find that out from a number in a pocket?" Emily tilted her head.
Spencer started speaking again, "Well, it's probably easier than hiring the fat lady with the tube top at the farmer's market who's gonna tell you your fortune, but if you're too scared—"
Emily interrupted her. "I'm not scared!"
Spencer gave her a look.
Emily pulled out her phone, took the paper from Aria and dialled the number.
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HIDDEN SECRETS - jason dilaurentis
Fanfiction[editing] A year had passed since Alison DiLaurentis disappeared off the face of the earth, and the five ex-friends of the powerful, vindictive girl were entering their junior year of high school. Although it was strange to be entering another year...
