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"Take a right turn," the automatic voice of the GPS instructed.
Emily frowned and glanced to her left, where she saw her destination looming over her: the church where Hanna's father would be married. The church where Spencer died over a month ago.
After Spencer died, Aria, Emily, and Hanna managed to catch Ian before he left the church, and Ian was arrested and continued to rot in jail over a month after he committed the crime.
"That's weird," Emily muttered, perplexed.
"Take an immediate right turn," the voice repeated.
A car horn honked behind her, and Emily turned to see how many cars were piling up behind her when she inhaled, sharply, upon seeing a doll made to look just like her sitting in the back seat.
Emily reached back, holding the doll with one hand and pulled the string on the doll's back with the other, listening to the high pitched voice sound from the doll.
"I'm taking you to her. Go alone," the doll stated.
"Take an immediate right turn," the GPS reiterated.
Emily sat the doll in the passenger's seat, and taking a deep breath, she turned right.
Emily followed the GPS to a barn a few miles away from the church, and she slid out of the car and approached the barn, glancing around for any signs of life. She found none.
Emily entered the barn, leaving the door open behind her, and she found a car running in the center of the barn.
Emily took slow, even steps towards the driver's side door, and she peaked in through the window to see an automatic starter glowing, but with no keys in sight.
She tugged on the door handle, but it didn't open.
The barn doors banged shut, and she heard the click of a lock on the other side.
Emily quickly realized A's plan. She locked Emily in the barn so that the swimmer would die of carbon monoxide poisoning. A took out Spencer (indirectly), and now, she was taking out Emily.
Emily ran towards the barn doors and smacked her hand against them, screaming for help, for escape, for mercy.
None of those things came.
"Help me!" Emily cried. "Please!"
Emily continued to plead and beg for life, but it was a losing battle. She could only watch as waves of carbon monoxide rolled off of the car, entering her lungs as more and more time passed. She grew dizzy and hot and tired, and her knees hit the floor, her hands pressed against the barn doors.
"Please…" she murmured before slumping over and curling up on the ground, the heaviness of sleep dragging her down.
Emily Fields slipped into unconsciousness.
When Emily opened her eyes, she found her head resting on something soft, and her eyes drifted a little to the right, and her gaze met Alison's.
"It's okay, Emily. You're with me now," Alison murmured. "I think I missed you the most."
"Ali?" Emily murmured, in too much shock to even sit up.
"I never told you this, but you were always my favorite," Alison said. "Nobody loved me as much as you did."
"Am I dying?" Emily asked.
Alison nodded. "Yeah."
"Ali, who killed you?" Emily asked.
Alison shrugged. "It doesn't matter now. We're free. Free of A. We're safe."
Emily smiled, and Ali pressed a kiss to Emily's lips before standing and holding out her hand.
"You coming?" Alison asked.
Emily stared at her friend's hand for another moment…
Then she took it.
The car screeched to a halt, and Aria and Hanna were leaping out of the car before it even pulled to a complete stop.
They sprinted towards the barn, and Aria groaned in frustration as she tugged on the combination lock keeping the barn locked.
"Move!" Hanna ordered, and Aria barely got her hands out of the way in time as Hanna smashed a shovel down on the lock. It clicked open, and the chain and lock clattered to the ground.
Hanna and Aria worked together to pull a motionless Emily out of the barn, and they dragged her as far away from the carb monoxide filled barn before Aria reached out a shaky hand and pressed two fingers against Emily's neck.
Emily had no pulse.
She was dead. Just like Spencer. Just like Alison.
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