"If you stay, I don't need heaven."
Bella says these words to Edward when he returns, but Bella didn't expect the vision of these words came true so quickly, in a way she didn't expect.
Bella awoke from a stupor and trance, the pain in her limbs still lingering, and the red strands of her hair still lingering in her mind's memory.
"They're all here now." Bella heard a voice in her ear, and when she looked up, she could only see a shadowy figure.
"Where is it?" Bella asked.
The man show her the same fiery hue, but the red was hot and flapping lava. "They're in the lake of fire."
Bella looked up. "Am I going there, too?"
The man shook his head. "you need to sleep. Until you wake."
"What about them? I mean, where's Edward?"
"He's going to be there a long time." "Said the man flatly." But it will be shorter than that woman."
"I'm going to find him." Bella said to him, "I can't just sleep doing nothing."
"It's a miserable place."
"It pains me to have him there." Bella scowled. "I want to be with him, too. I don't want to be here alone."
There was a slight twinkle in the man's figure.
"Go, then," he said, "but you can always come back if you want to."
"But come back quickly, if don't, you won't be able to come back."
Bella listened to what he said, but she did not respond. Then she ran in the direction he pointed.
That's a long path.
At first, there was nothing but the barren, grassless road, the huge dead trees without leaves on either side, the occasional smell of the hospital in the wind, and the sound of people crying. Then she felt as if she had tripped over something. She looked down. It was a tombstone. It says the date of who died, and the year column is 1918.
Bella rubbed her ankles and got up to move on as the wind turned to a lion's roar and the air smelled of blood. And there seems to be something coming through her heart, which is mixed with someone's madness. But it seemed to be a fleeting illusion, and a moment later they were all gone. So Bella ran on, but she felt she had tripped over something again.
This time it's a torn arm, it's bone, and when she fell, it was white and red liquid up to the ground, up to the soles of her feet. And the voices in her ears changed from howling wind to drunkenness, to arguments with someone, mixed with a little shrill scream.
Bella listened quietly as the scene before her changed from deserted woods to urban cul-de-sacs to woods to grimy speakeasies and streets.
It was full of dead bodies, and she couldn't walk through it, because the bodies had turned into a wall, and she tried to push away the wall, but the blood and human parts that had fallen onto her hands made her unable to move.
Bella glanced back in the same direction as she had come, then back at the mountain of limbs that piled up before her, with no sign of stopping.
Bella didn't back in the direction she had come, but she didn't keep running. Instead, she tried to count the limbs which block her way, and when she got to hundreds, they suddenly disappeared.
Bella looked up. The sky turned to a quiet color. And her hand seemed to shine.
She allowed her memory to linger on the horror of what she had just seen, then calmly watched as the runaway boy returned home, vowing he would never do that again.
So she stood by the little cottage, watched the boy and his "parents" silently until it rained, and she stood in the woods of Olympia.
She knew where to go and how to turn back and get out of here, but she knew first she had to do, is figure out in which direction she should start.
"I'll find you." "She said aloud to herself." But I have to know which way I shall get to you."
The path behind her was indistinct, but growing fainter. The path ahead of her was hidden by bushes, and for a moment she could not see where to go on.
The rain seemed never to let up.
Even the sun is back, the day just washed by the rain can be dreary too.
Bella walked around a big tree and finally decided to start from here. So she picked a direction and walked in the direction she remembered where the sunset.
On the way she met a reddish-haired teenager who seemed surprised that anyone was there, and so was Bella.
"What are you doing here?" The boy asked.
"I'm looking for someone." Bella looked him in the eye.
"The man is not here."
"He's here, I'm sure of it." Bella said.
"Well," the boy shrugged, "I can help you. What does the man you're looking for look like?"
Bella thought. "He's got hair and eyes just like yours, but I forget whether they're blond or green, but maybe they're black, too."
The teenager smiled. "Well, at least we can be sure what his hair looks like. Do you know where he went?"
"There," Bella said without pointing in which direction, "I'm sure he's there, somewhere with sunshine and flowers, where he doesn't have to hide. But I remember the last time he took me there, he was quick."
"Do you mean a white cottage, which in the woods?" Asked the boy curiously.
"Maybe." Bella doesn't sure. "But the last time he took me, I think he pulled out a few trees. And the last time I went alone, I met someone he wanted me to stay away from."
"Then you shouldn't go to him," the boy said gently. "He wants you to stay away from there, away from that."
Bella pouted. "Maybe."
Then she seemed to think of something and her eyes lit up.
"I know where he is!"
"Where is he?" The boy asked.
"He's right here," Bella looked at him. "With me."
"And the more reason for you to leave," Edward smiled gently. "if you didn't come with me, you will be safe."
The sunlight from the trees somehow gave way to flames, and the trees that had been green just now turned to dead branches. Bella felt the heat rising around her, and then she took a step forward and hugged him.
Edward was careful not to let her touch his body where the fire touched, and in doing so he tried to push her away. "You've seen so much already." "Will you come with me again?"
"But I don't want to sleep there alone." Bella pouted. "And I've come so far."
"You can still turn back, you see, there is a way, go down there, you will have a good dream."
"Will there be you in the dream?"
"Yes, it's a world where I can be with you."
"That sounds great..." Bella laughed, and as she laughed, she felt an uncontrollable drowsiness that made her close her eyes. But when her eyes were completely closed, she took a step forward and hugged him regardless of the resistance.
"But I don't want to be left to sleep alone." Then she whispered in his ear, "And I found you."
Bella opened her eyes. She saw her familiar bedroom and Edward beside her.
"What did you dream?" "He asked curiously." You keep shouting you can't find someone."
"No," said Bella, rubbing her eyes and burying her face deeper into his chest. "I found ... you are right here,right?" She put her hand on his arm and seemed to feel the warmth of the flames on the cold surface.
Then, as Bella drifted back to sleep, she vaguely felt Edward's arms around her, and his arms... It's warm.
"I'll always be here," he said softly. "Sleep well, Bella, have a nice dream."