1: Spencer Hastings

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My hands, my clothes, every inch of my body is covered in blood, but who's? I scramble up from the wardrobe and run towards the door following the trail of blood which has soaked into the carpet. I can feel myself loosing control of my breathing as I look up to the camera placed in the corner of A's version of my room.

"What did I do?" I ask the camera which was directed at my blood stained body.

"What did you make me do?!" I scream at the camera.

My body jolts up and I look around, even after five years I can't erase the horrible memories of the girls and I being stuck in Charles' dollhouse. As I try to take control of my heavy breathing I look around my room to gain comfort in my surroundings, that's when my eyes meet with the ocean blue ones which belong to Toby Cavanaugh. I pick up the photo of us all from our senior prom. If he was here right now, I'd feel safe. But he's gone, and it's all my fault. I lay my head back down onto my pillow and slowly drift off back to sleep.

"It's Alison!" I hear Emily confirm what we're all seeing on A's live feed. We continue to watch as she holds desperately onto white bars and looks scared.

"Where is she?" Aria questions as we all begin to study the video.

"Why did you kill them?..." Alison asks. I watch as Mona works the controls and zooms in to see who Ali is talking about. Mr DiLaurentis and Jason are lying on the floor.

"We're family!" We hear Alison exclaim.

"Who is she talking to?" I ask. As if the camera heard my question, it focuses on someone dressed head to toe in black, A.

"Oh My God, Ali's with Charles" Aria exclaims. Millions of thoughts begin to run through my head. Alison is standing in the same room as the person who has been torturing us for years.

The Black figure slowly begins to turn round. We finally get to come face to face with A/Charles.

"Don't be so dramatic Ali" Cece. CeCe Drake is Charles?!

My body jolts up once again as I'm covered in sweat from my nightmares. Grabbing my phone from my bedside table I walk out of my room and into the kitchen to grab a glass of water which usually helped me in the past when I woke up from the same type of nightmares. Placing my phone down I fill the glass with water from the tap and begin to take several small sips of the water.

Grabbing my phone in the other hand I turn around to see a worried looking Caleb in front of me.

"What's up Spence?"

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