Science. {Jason DiLaurentis}

Game On, Charles

S6:E1

Sienna Rose SinClair learned from a young age that hope breeds eternal misery. Yet, despite it all, she still found herself crashing with it—like hope was the oxygen she needed to breathe and memory was the tide that took her away.

When the electricity came back on Sienna began to feel that sensation overtake her. She was so close to being free from her capturer but once again, so far.

"There's no way out." Mona's breath comes out strangled as the terror seized her like ice inside her veins.

"I-I'm not going back down there." Aria stares deeply into each of the girls, her wide eyes highlighting the shakiness of her body.

The doors slam shut. All of the liars gasp in fear, staggering back as they become trapped outside the dollhouse.

Sienna is frozen in place as she realizes that they didn't get away— that their plan had been for nothing.

Spencer hurries after the door, pounding and trying to pry the doors open but all she does is lose energy.

Hanna turns to the camera, threateningly glaring at the person on the other side of it. "You may be a dude but you're still a bitch."

The lights surrounding the cage shut off one by one, leaving the liars in the dark. 

Sienna's head whirls around, searching for any signs of danger or exit in the world around them. The darkness protrudes, closing the liars in like a vault of solitude.

Mona's hand locks onto Sienna's, bringing the girl back to the present. Sienna squeezed Mona's hand tighter, tethering herself to the only girl who had been in the dollhouse almost as long as she had.

There was a commonality between the two girls, a familiarity that even though they've both done bad things—there time in the dollhouse was worse.

"Are you okay?" Sienna whispers to Mona, trying to hide the tremor in her voice.

She didn't know if A was leaving them for dead or if this was simply a punishment.

Mona shook her head, glazing upon Sienna with the same haunted look in her eyes. "Are you?"

She shook her head no, mirroring the actions of the girl she had come to understand. They were like two mirrors trapped inside the darkness.

The liars hadn't been in the dollhouse more than a few days. Sienna and Mona had been there for months. So, while everyone else was unaware of all the horrors they would face, Sienna and Mona knew exactly just how much terror A could bring.

Spencer leaned closer to the girls as they grouped together in the darkness. "You guys, in the vault, I was so close to Charles I could feel his breath."

"Was there anything about him that you recognized? A smell?" Mona furthers.

Emily scoffs and rolls her eyes, "She's not Jenna."

"Did he move? Was he tall? Short?" Sienna adds.

She had never been left alone with A. At least, not while she was conscious. She had no clue what he looked like or why he revealed himself to Spencer.

Spencer shakes her head, deep in thought as she tries to remember every detail. "I don't know. I can't pinpoint it but there was something that was really familiar."

"You mean like the way he moved?" Aria's eyes catch on Sienna's, furthering on the girls statement.

"No, it was..." Spencer begins to walk toward the camera, staring into it as if she looked hard enough Charles would appear again. "Like when you meet a pen-pal or a cousin or somebody that you knew when you were really little."