Emily awoke covered in a cold sweat and gasping for air. It took her a few moments to realize it had only been another nightmare. She slowly climbed out of bed and headed to the kitchen for a glass of water.

"Morning, Em," Mrs. Fields chirped from her spot on the island where she was finishing her breakfast before heading to work.

"Hi, Mom."

"Pastor Ted just called about the drive this weekend. You might want to get back to him."

"Of course. Thanks."

Emily downed a glass of water and headed back to her room. Although her friends had recounted what Alison had told them, she couldn't get her mind off it. Not only because of what she had said but because she felt like she needed to talk to her.

Without overthinking it too much, Emily hopped in the showered and then headed to Alison's house. It was about time they all stopped acting like bratty kids and just talked about things out in the open. Alison knew she wouldn't turn her in or harm her; all she needed was simply the truth.

After ringing the doorbell a few times, she realized the house empty and headed back down the porch steps, opening up her phone to send Alison a text message. On her way down, an uneven step made her stumble, sending her phone flying into the adjacent bushes. Emily quickly clambered over and crouched down to fish her phone out, hoping that the plants had broken the fall and she wouldn't have to read A messages through a cracked screen.

While Emily desperately searched the plants, she heard Alison's voice speaking to someone as they exited the house.

"They don't know that you stole the game or that we were both playing. I played the innocence card and they completely bought it. So gullible."

Emily could hear Cece's laugh ringing out and scrambled to the side of the house on her hands and knees, where she wouldn't be seen.

"I really do admire whoever is behind this all. Truly a mastermind."

"Me too, Cece. But I do think we're a pretty great team too."

"Well, you're lost without me, as evidenced by the disaster you got yourself into when you tried to play by yourself," Cece laughed out loud again.

"Fair enough but at least I'm not rotting in jail!"

"Things are getting boring now, though. Maybe we should move to a new town and find a new set of dolls…"

Emily watched them get into Alison's car and drive away with a knot in her throat. After a good amount of time had passed and she had had time to recover a little from what she had heard, she rescued her phone from the bushes. One particularly thorny plant scratched her left arm pretty badly, which she noticed once she was safely back in her car. She couldn't stop the sudden outburst of tears that poured out of her eyes as she looked down at the cut. It stung but the truth about Alison was even more painful.

Immediately, she sent an SOS message to her friends and waited for them to arrive at her house. Aria and Hanna showed up in the space of half an hour but Spencer was nowhere to be found. They all tried calling her numerous times but it went straight to voicemail. Emily couldn't wait any longer and told Aria and Hanna what she had heard, vowing to not leave any details out when she retold it to Spencer.

"Guys, I'm starting to get worried," Aria confessed, "I'm going to call Toby."

"That's probably a good idea," Emily assured her.

After a short phone call, Aria told them that Toby hadn't heard from her in a while either and that he would join them.

"I'll ask Caleb to help us find Spencer too," Hanna chimed in, quickly texting him.

"We have reasonable suspicion of a criminal act once 48 hours pass since Spencer Hastings' disappearance and we can search her things without a warrant," an FBI agent said to Agent Abrahams as they listened to the conversation in Emily's house.

"Yes, I know but we can't wait that long if she really is kidnapped. We need to get consent from her parents and we will if they're worried," Abrahams pondered, rolling up her shirt sleeves.

"Good point. I'm sure her friends have talked to them."

"If they don't come to us, we can go to them on some excuse. I'll let you know when if it comes to that."

"Perfect. Now we wait," the other agent leaned back in her chair and put her headphones back on.