THIRD PERSON POV:

Bella's spirit wandered aimlessly, her bare feet touching nothing but mist and shadow. The world around her was colorless-a sea of gray stretching infinitely in all directions. There was no up, no down, just an endless void that pulsed with her heartbeat, faint and unsteady. 

"Where am I?" she whispered as a chill ran up her spine.

It was cold here. She looked down at herself, seeing her missing arm somehow restored. She touched it in ...