34.
it didn't take this long last time... last time she got stuck for a while, sure, but she was about to move beyond the first stage fairly quickly. she's already slept a few times, and the floor in front of where the door had been looks like it's been sandblasted. her poor knife. so many marks.
every other surface simply showed her reflection. nothing more, nothing less. just her as she always was.
after another second in eternity passes, she finally hears a door slide open.