Chapter Four(16)

But how could the ‘doorway’ be smooth glass on one occasion, and change without provocation to smoke when it was needed? Cecy had accepted many wierd things since she woke up, but this was another bundle of straws on the camel’s back, and she wasn’t sure how many improbabilities she could endure in such a short period of time.
And, come to think about it, she didn’t even know the time now. Judging from the skies outside, the sun had set long ago, and it was dark. Midnight?