DeAth to Secrets

TrApped

DeAth to Secrets

Hello PLL Fandom! This is our first collaborating story written by Writingisbeauty and Mimi1239. I am Mimi1239 and I am publishing this on my account. Neither of us have ever published a PLL story on here but I will be writing one on my own pretty soon (you can check out the summary on my profile). We hope you all enjoy our take on season 6. If you guys enjoy stories from the Girl Meets World or Stand By Me archive, you're in luck! You can check out some of our other stories and if you enjoy this story, you can follow us on our Twitter: PllFanfic (Writingisbeauty's account) and mine is MimiFanFic1239. Whelp, I guess that's it. Let's get started! :)

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Summary: Taken place right after the events of Welcome to the Dollhouse. Spencer, Hanna, Emily, Aria and Mona are still trapped inside the dollhouse with no way out, or so they think. Spencer is still coming to terms with what she discovered in the vault and the girls unravel a shocking discovery, making them doubt everything they ever knew was true. Will they ever escape the nightmarish dollhouse? Who is this ChArles man who has been torturing the girls for so long? Secrets will be uncovered, lies will die. The mystery will finally be reveAled right here! First time collaborating story written by Writingisbeauty and Mimi1239.

Chapter 1: TrApped

Spencer's Point of View

Wednesday, March 25th, 2012, Dollhouse, 11:32 P.M

I stared at the wall blankly. It had been an hour since we discovered that we were trapped inside the dollhouse in the middle of nowhere surrounded by trees and a big electric fence, but the shocked expression had yet to leave my face. Who was this Charles man? What on earth had we done to cause him to hate us so much? I started to think about the video that I came across of in the vault. I turned to face the other girls who were sitting around the dining room table, looking just as shocked and horrified as I was. I was going to tell them about the video, but then quickly realizing that there was a high possibility that Charles was watching our every move, I opted out of saying anything. The silence in the room felt eerie; we were all so shocked about what was happening hence why we didn't know how to communicate with one another like we normally did.

"Prom was fun, wasn't it?" Mona asked after the hour had passed, completely breaking the silence in the room. I turned to look at her, and caught her eyes meeting with mine. I scoffed, not completely sure if it was the vain side of Mona talking, or if she was only being sarcastic to lighten up the mood in this cold, dark, and miserable place.

The four of us exchanged looks; without a word slipping out of lips we were able to say as much to each other as if we did talk. We were able to do so because of the two years we'd spent having each other's backs. Although with Mona, it was different. One minute, she was devising an escape plan with us, and then the next, she was Alison, being 'A's puppet. She was difficult to read, even for me.

But that didn't matter anymore. What Mona said gave me enough courage to say what I said next.

"It was great," I responded when no one else would. Though my voice was only dripping in sarcasm, I put on a noticeably fake smile to put more emphasis on my statement. "I wonder what's next? Are we going to plan our graduation in here? College? Our weddings?"

"Spencer-" Emily started before I cut her off.

"No Emily!" I shouted angrily, lifting myself off my chair with great force. "If 'A' wants to keep us trapped in here as his dolls, I want to know for how long before he plans on killing us."