Bella thought Lucien was crazy she couldn't think about how a shadow could make it cold and, make her feel as though she no longer had control. "Well make it stop" she replied, as though she wasn't speaking to her master at all, and that she was the one in charge. She knew if things didn't change soon she would end up getting herself in so much trouble. She watched as Lucien acted in a similar manner in which he had to the fire. When he asked her if she could feel them, Bella thought about what he was asking. "I can feel the cold, the darkness, but I can not see or feel them in the way you can" Bella replied, after thinking about it for a moment. She looked back at the fire, how can something be more alive than fire, yet she couldn't see it. This was so confusing, and she couldn't understand what Lucien meant. Almost as though he had been speaking a completely different language.  Bella sat by the fire, listening to it, as though it could actually speak to her, but really it was just the noise it made. The crackle and such. The flames danced before her, drawing her into a world where she was completely oblivious of her surroundings. As the shadows crept up behind her, the fire drew her in even more.