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I watched as they hauled Hanna and Mike into the room where they kept my corpse.
It was kind of sadistic in my opinion since they were bound to be traumatized at the sight of my decomposing body; especially since they were the closest to me besides my mother.
While I was tempted to run and get to the others, there was no way that I could get to the school and back without leaving the two unconscious people. Even though there wasn't really anything I could do for them, I could still keep watch and run recon for the two if that was what was needed. Hopefully Hanna would be awake soon and check on Mike since I had no idea how hard he was hit by Alison. I also needed to know what had gone wrong and if there was a chance that the others were on their way.
Once they were locked inside, I followed Alison and Courtney back the main part of the lair to see what they were planning. While Courtney went back the laptop, Alison was pacing back and forth impatiently. Something was up given that the blonde seemed to be waiting for something to happen, occasionally stopping and tapping her foot while glancing at her older sister. I found it funny that Alison wasn't even getting out of her dress since she had to be cold from the night air given that the place wasn't exactly a bale of warmth.
"How much longer?" demanded the younger sister, looking over at the time.
"Another hour then we can be out of here; the virus is almost done draining every last dollar from the banks in town," answered Courtney, trying to reassure her sister. Her words perked my interest and it seemed that tonight was the culmination of several plans.
"Good; once we get to the airport, I can kiss this place goodbye forever," Alison stated and my eyes widened; it seemed that they were planning to flee town.
"Sorry you couldn't enjoy your prom," Courtney said and it actually seemed like she was genuinely sorry which made me wonder if I was wrong about their relationship.
"It's fine; we can always crash another one once things die down in a few months," stated the younger sister as she just shrugged.
"You guys think you can run? I don't think so," I said angrily as I stood there and became enraged that Alison might escape tonight.
"I gathered the gasoline in the back; once the money is transferred, we'll burn this place and head to airport. Our private plane is all ready to go," informed Courtney as she got up and looked out the window.
"Good; with the others distracted by Tanner, it will be a while before anyone comes to rescue Hanna and Mike in which we will be long gone," stated the other blonde and I was once again startled that the two were one step ahead of me.
"This sounds like a bad movie plot," I said out loud with both disbelief and annoyance. What they were doing seemed so cliché to me that I thought I was in a B movie of some type.
"We going to burn our uninvited guests?" inquired the older sister and my heart fell in my chest when Alison just nodded.
"I had hoped to get rid of Emily but seeing her suffer because she wasn't able to save Hanna makes it far more sweeter with the added bonus of Aria losing a brother," answered the younger blonde with the most evil smirk I never thought her capable of.
I then left them and headed back to Hanna to see if she was awake yet. Both she and Mike needed to know what was going on and find some way of escaping before the fire was set. I needed to do something to help them and I started praying as I ran back to where the two were locked up; hoping that maybe I was being heard. I would even damn myself to Hell if it meant that Hanna and Mike could be saved. I wasn't going to let any more people I love die because of me.
I re-entered the room to find that Hanna was awake, and rubbing her head.
"You need to find a way out of here now," I said to her urgently and she just looked at me, blinking a few times.
"What do you mean? Where am I?" she asked, still somewhat dazed from being unconscious.
"You are in A's Lair and you need to get yourself as well as Mike out of here," I answered her impatiently; there was no time to lose.
"How did I get here," inquired my friend and I was getting angry because she was wasting time not getting that she was in danger.
"Okay, we don't have time for this," I said and I concentrated on focusing my feelings so that I could lower the temperature of the room in order to jolt her into doing something.
"Stop that; that wasn't necessary," my friend said as she shook from the cold and appeared to be angry. Mike was still out though he did seem to react to the cold.
"Yes it was; Alison is going to burn you guys alive if we don't get you and Mike out of here," I said to her. I then explained what was happening and Hanna's eyes bulged after I was finished detailing the situation.
"That bitch; did they say what they had done to get Tanner on my friends?" inquired my friend as she quickly got up and scanned the room.
She stopped cold after seeing my corpse not too far away from we were. Hanna stared at my rotting body for a few more seconds before running to a corner and began puking; which was understandable. I simply stood there since I understood what she was going through. If I had the ability to heave like she was doing, I would have done the same. When she was done, she glanced at my direction and I could see the tears in her eyes. I smiled in thanks and then frowned to remind her of what needed to be done.
"I promise that you will get a proper burial," Hanna said to me as if it were a promise. I just waved her off since it was apparent that I might be getting a cremation here pretty soon.
We both heard a groan from Mike who seemed to be coming to. Hanna rushed over to him and looked at the head wound to see if it was serious. I looked over her shoulder while Hanna looked to see if there was any blood, finding none. Mike then opened his eyes and sat up, rubbing where he had been hit. Hanna stood over him and waited for him to get his bearings so that she could explain the situation to my boyfriend. With them both awake, there was a chance that they could escape before it was too late.
"How are you here?" Mike asked as he stood up, surprised by Hanna's appearance.
"I was grabbed by Courtney at the dance; both she and Alison are planning to burn this place and us with it," Hanna answered, getting straight to the point and informing him of the situation.
"Why?" he asked, as he tried to regain his senses. He was still shaking his head after getting hit hard on the head.
"They are fleeing town tonight and are trying to destroy all evidence that could be used against them," answered my friend and Mike turned to her, about to say something when he saw something that distracted him. I closed my eyes since it was obvious that he was seeing my corpse.
At first, he just stood there and just stared at the shell that I used to inhabit. Then, after a minute, he started walking slowly towards my corpse and I could see the tears in his eyes began to appear; causing my heart to break slightly. When he was right in front of my rotting corpse, he got on his knees and took his hand to close my dead eyes; which I was grateful for since it was haunting enough just seeing them open like that. Hanna just stood there, appearing to not be sure what to say though she did glance at my ghost form which I had no response for her. We could hear him crying though he was doing his best to do it quietly.
"I am so sorry; this is all my fault," he said to my body and the pain and guilt in his voice was quite evident.
"No its not; my death was my doing," I countered even though it was technically someone else's fault. I was then shocked when he turned and stared right at me with tears in his eyes; shocking Hanna as well since it seemed that he could see me.
"But I promised you that I would help against A; I was even supposed to be there that day before you left for your relatives," he said to me as he got up and walked over, stopping until he was face to face.
That is when a flood of fresh memories began to swarm into my mind like a dam breaking because of some event. I remembered telling Mike about A, my history with the girls, all the bad things that I had done to his family, everything. He had forgiven me though and promised to stand by my side to fight against A as well as Alison. The plan was to make our move after the holidays by trying to find out what happened to Bethany and her connection to the DiLaurentis Family as well as Radley since all the roads kept going back to those two things.
I had been in contact with him the day of my death, letting him know about the partnership with the girls as well as break in to Radley. Mike had stayed behind the scenes and was supposed to be the Calvary in case we needed it; a secret backup to Hanna and Caleb if it was needed. The day before I had been murdered, Mike and I had gone over the files about Bethany as well as the tapes so that we could use them against A. That is when I gave him my diaries just in case something happened to me; though we both thought I would be fine.
"So you could see me all this time?" I asked him softly as he reached out and tried to touch me, his hand going through my form. What was surprising was that he didn't pull his hand back or flinch from the cold.
"Yeah; I thought you were a delusion at first since I haven't been taking my medication and the shrinks said that there might be side effects. But when I caught you talking to Aria, I knew you were real," Mike answered while glancing back at my corpse. Hanna just stood there and appeared to still be stunned by the whole thing; which I couldn't really blame her for.
"Well I am real and you two are really in danger; you need to find a way out of here before Alison and Courtney try to burn you both alive," I told him, trying to stress the importance of the situation.
"But what about you?" he asked, motioning to my body.
"I am not coming back Mike; that thing over there is nothing but a shell now and is not the most important thing right now. All I want is for you to escape and live a full life," I stated as I stepped in closer and looked him into his eyes. I needed to make him understand that there is only one life to be lived.
"We tried the door but it's fully locked," Hanna said, coming to my aid since it was her life on the line as well.
"We tried the door but it's fully locked," Hanna said, coming to my aid since it was her life on the line as well.
He tried the door as well and gave it a good kick or two before realizing that it wasn't going to budge. He then went over to the walls and began kicking random spots; which left me and Hanna confused until we both grasped at what he was trying to do. Since this house was more or less falling apart, there was probably some rotting wood on the other side of the cheap plaster that they could break through to get out of the room. I made sure to poke my head through the wall to make sure that the sisters weren't coming while they worked.
"Here; this sounds like it could be hollow," Hanna said as she tapped a part of the wall that lay adjacent to the outside with one of her heels.
Mike came over and knocked a few times, smiling when it indeed sounded like this was the right spot. He then looked around for something to smash through the wall and went over to the hole where I had been originally been buried. By luck or even Divine Intervention, there was a shovel at the bottom of the hole which Mike grabbed. He then used the shovel to bash the wall to try and put a hole through it big enough for the two of them to escape.
"You need to hurry; all that noise is going to draw the sisters here and one of them might be armed," I said as Hanna picked up a piece of wood and tried to help Mike.
"This is going to take a few minutes; just keep watch and warn us if they come," Hanna said as she and Mike continued to bang away at the wall. They were starting to make progress as the plaster easily fell apart and light from the outside began to appear in the cracks.
"I will do you better than that; I'll go distract them," I said as I moved to make my way out of the room.
"What do you mean?" Hanna asked with both she and Mike stopping, looking at me in confusion.
"I mean that it's time that Alison and Courtney encounter some paranormal activity for all the things they have done," I stated and I smiled at them, then leaving the two as I went through the door. I waited a few seconds until I heard them going at it again so that they could escape.
I walked slowly back to the main part of the hideout and began to build up my anger so that I could use it against the sisters. While I didn't want to physically harm them, I did want to cause enough damage to their plans so that Mike and Hanna could escape; possibly brining the authorities so that these bitch can rot in jail. I wanted these girls to share a jail cell for a long time so that they could be deprived of a future; like they had deprived me of mine. I had to make sure that they couldn't escape.
When I got back to the main part of the Lair, Courtney was still typing away at her laptop while Alison had changed out of her dress. She was now sporting a similar getup with her sister; a black hoodie which I had trouble believing that Alison would wear. It was a size too big for her and was incredibly baggy; especially around the hips and chest area. I almost laughed out loud at the apparent ridiculousness of how she was dressed since I had trouble seeing Alison going out and preforming tasks in that. I at least made it fashionable when preformed my A duties back in the day.
"That banging is really starting to get on my nerves," Courtney said as she angrily sighed and stopped typing while looking toward where their captives were.
"Just ignore them; once you are done, we can burn this place to the ground and them along with it," Alison said as she just rolled her eyes. The way she said it sounded so twisted and harsh, I wondered if this was truly her that I was seeing. Then again, Alison had always had been good at keeping her real personality private.
"Well I am trying; I almost think we should just put a bullet in each of their heads for the Hell of it," said the older sister and my heart stopped; metaphorically of course since I no longer had a beating heart.
"We want to make a clean getaway; having something to start a manhunt for us won't help. Just work on getting our money and erasing our trails," Alison ordered and Courtney nodded angrily; complying with the command but clearly not happy about it.
I walked over to Alison and stood in front of her while she sat in one of the chairs across from her sister. I stood over the blonde and stared down at her while she just tapped her fingers impatiently. There was an arrogance about her that just seemed to make me further angry; like she was going to get away with everything that she had ever done in this town. From the many deaths to destroying people's lives, it was like she was entitled to make a clean break and leave everyone she had hurt to pick up the pieces.
"You ruined my life and took away my future. My mother and the man that I love is now suffering because of you. The people that could have been my friends are also suffering because of you; especially Hanna who you made feel like she was too fat but was just fine in my opinion. You think you can just walk away while the people you hurt continue to suffer? I don't think so you bitch; its judgment day and its time you understood what you have reaped," I said to her as I gathered every ounce of rage I could muster that I was keeping in.
That is when all Hell broke loose.
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