Chapter 2, transitions
It really felt more to Lucy that the door pulled her in more than she pushed it open. Before she could move the door pushed her inside and slammed shut behind her with a resounding boom. Standing in the darkness she scrunched her eyes adjusting to the dim light. She realized she was in a dark hallway. There was a light glow at the end of the hallway. She couldn’t tell how far away it was, it was hard for her to judge the distance in the darkness. Lucy looked for the source of the dim light in the hallway and saw that a faint light that seemed to come from small strings on lights on either side of the hallway floor. They faintly outlined the hallway, reminding her of the runners on the floor at movie theatres. They glowed a faint brown color in the darkness.
She turned around, looking for the door, she felt she was obviously not supposed to be here. Groping the wall behind her she looked for a door knob. She couldn’t find anything that resembled a handle or knob. She fingered the edges, looking for hinges or even the outline of the door. The wall seemed perfect. The door that had admitted her here was no longer there. A brief moment of panic seized her before she forced herself to turn around, breathing deep.
There really was no use panicking about this right now, Lucy thought. She would just have to find another way out and apologize profusely to anyone who was offended by her trespass.
She thought about the fact that the door was gone. She knew she should be afraid. That being afraid of a disappearing door in this kind of situation would be rational. Justified, even. But she wasn’t afraid. For some reason, even though she was in this weird situation, even though the door was completely gone though it had nowhere to disappear to, besides the fact that she had just gone through the whole situation with Dick, she was not upset. Except for the brief moment of panic, she felt oddly calm where normally she would be, no should be, feeling fear, anger, anything but strangely complacent.