THE SHADOWS SWIRLED around her, immersing her in a biting cold that seeped beneath her skin and settled deep into her soul. Cold fingers pulled at her, making her shrink away in horror. Madness beckoned. Bella fought against it with everything she had. She curled herself into a fetal ball, protecting herself as best she could.
Still the shadows ripped at her. Still desperation threatened to pull her under. A single, bright thought reverberated through her mind. She held onto it like a mantra, chanting it over and over to give herself strength.
She could get out.
She had to. Something waited for her in the normal realm. Something warm and bright. And she needed to fight harder to get to it. Pulling that thought forward in her mind, Bella fought like she’d never fought before.
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