Authors Note: This is my first ever fanfiction. I used to write a lot in high school but stopped once I started college. It's been 4 years since I've written anything other than essays for school. I've started my own book and am writing this as kind of practice for that. I would love to hear peoples reviews and suggestions and I hope you like this!

I uploaded the first 4 chapters right away and I will try and update at least once a week (we'll have to see how that works though!)

Thank you for reading :)

"Dude this is seriously creepy" Caleb said as he surveyed Ezra's cabin. The walls were littered with pictures of Aria, Spencer, Emily, Hannah, and Ali; there was a huge map of the Ravenswood and Rosewood counties, marked with many messily scrawled notes and arrows. Hanging up next to a blacked out window there were countless newspaper articles pinned up on a giant bulletin board, all centering on Alison DiLaurentis's alleged murder/kidnapping.

"Do you mind?" Caleb motioned towards the three monitors on a little desk against the back wall.

"No" said Ezra, his eyes flashed a steely grey, and he stalked into the kitchen to grab three beers from the fridge.

He popped the cap off of one and sat it on the desk where Caleb was now sitting at. Caleb had gotten through Ezra's password protected screen saver suspiciously easily. Ezra chuckled at the thought of his high school student hacking into his computer, he was impressed.

Caleb had already started downloading the tracking software from his cloud storage. Caleb had snuck a GPS tracker onto the inside of one of Hannah's wheel wells when all of this "A" business resurfaced. He was glad he hadn't told Hannah about this or else she would have made him take it off and they would be one step further from finding their girlfriends.

Ezra collapsed on the couch and handed Toby a beer. Toby was fuming, and Ezra could understand why. Toby had joined the police force just 3 months ago, he was sick of "Rosewood's finest" and their lackadaisical approach at detective work. Toby had worked his ass off to graduate as fast as he could from the academy but he had nothing to show for his hard work. A had still gotten Spencer. And Emily, and Hannah, and… Aria. Ezra shut his eyes and quickly got up before he could get too angry. He walked over to Caleb

"How's it going?" He asked, there was part of a map up on the screen, zoomed in on the abandoned mall parking lot on the outskirts of Rosewood.

"There" said Caleb, pointing to a flashing red dot. "That's where Hannah's car is!"

Toby sprung up from the couch, he hurried over the table, setting his unopened beer next to Caleb's.

"Write down the address for me, I'm gonna go check it out." He said.

"I'll come too" Ezra replied

Caleb nodded and scribbled down the location of the abandoned lot. "I'm going to stay here and try to find any online leads to where they might be. A has slipped up in the past, he might have slipped up this time".

Ezra nodded and clapped Caleb on the shoulder gently. "See you in a bit" he murmured.

(flashback to last night)

It was 11:30 PM, Ezra was sitting on his couch with his feet up on the coffee table. He was sipping on a glass of the worst whiskey he had ever tasted. He had gotten it for Byron ages ago, but never had the chance to give it to him because Aria had found out about the book and completely shut him out of her life. He couldn't blame her. He had been so stupid to think that this was something she could just brush off. He was half watching 'The Circus' one of Aria and his favorite Charlie Chaplin movies when he heard a sharp knock on his door. He groaned and sunk deeper into his couch, he knew that nobody he cared about could be at his door because nobody he cared about was talking to him. There was another hurried knock

"Ezra open the door!" He heard a familiar voice shout.

Caleb? Ezra shot up and rushed to the door swinging it open.

"What's wrong? Is Aria okay?" He panicked, what other reason would Caleb be here for. Caleb hadn't come to Ezra's English class since he had found out about Ezra's book, none of them had…

One look at Caleb's face and Ezra knew that there was no way that anything could possibly be okay, Caleb looked broken.

"Can I come in?" Caleb mumbled, not waiting for a response and shoving past Ezra to collapse on the couch. "I could use a glass of that" Caleb said, nodding towards Ezra's glass of whiskey.

Ezra went to the kitchen and grabbed the whole bottle and another glass. He had given up refusing alcohol to his student-friends a long time ago.

"What's going on?" He asked, sitting next to Caleb.

Caleb poured himself a shot and threw it back quickly, grimacing.

"Hannah's gone… they are all gone... A finally got them"

Ezra shook his head and came crashing back to reality. They had just pulled into the old mall's parking lot. There was only one other car in the lot. Toby cut the engine of his truck and they both slid out. As they got closer to the car they noticed that all 4 doors were open. Ezra hurried to the back seat, noticing Aria's phone in the foot well. He looked around and found Spencer's phone on the other back seat.

"Hey Toby, are Hannah and Emily's phones up there?" He asked, Toby who was sitting in the driver's seat. Toby rummaged around, searching the cluttered center console.

"Yeah" he sighed. "I don't see anything else useful here. There's no way we're going to find them" Toby's voice cracked and his shoulders shuddered. All he wanted to do was protect Spencer, he had failed at everything he had ever tried doing his entire life, and now he had failed to protect the only person in his life who ever believed in him.

Ezra frowned, as he turned on Aria's phone, the screen glowed and he saw what must have been the last message Aria had received before she had been taken.

Welcome to the Dollhouse… Bitches

A

Ezra gasped, and grabbed Spencer's phone. The same message was illuminated on her screen.

"Hey check it out Toby" he leaned over the driver's side seat to hand Toby the two phones. "Did Hannah and Emily get these messages too?"

Toby reached over to grab the two phones he had just set down, he felt kind of weird snooping through his friend's phones, but Ezra had been right. The same message was repeated on all four phones.

"The Dollhouse…" Ezra muttered, he still couldn't place where he had heard that title before.

"What is it?" Toby asked, turning around to face Ezra.

"I think one of the files I stole from Radley mentions 'The Dollhouse'." Ezra said after a while. Toby glared at him recalling that the reason Ezra had even felt the need to break into Radley was because he had been practically stalking the four girls for the past 2 years.

"Don't look at me like that… not now" said Ezra looking hurt "I know it was wrong, I know I should have told her. But we need to get back to my cabin because this is the only lead we have as of now."