[GM]
The company arrives at the bare rock face.  The heat is now becoming 
insufferable again, and the noxious odors of the lava are effecting 
some of the party.  As they stand there observing it, with the sound 
of the Borgs continuing to dig, it almost seems that there is a 
shimmering in this rock wall, a very faint distortion.  It might be 
simply the heat and the fumes, or it could be something else 
entirely...
[/GM]

[Ted]
*I think I see a door,* Ted informs the others telepathically, while 
shifting Osiris' weight on his back. Gingerly, he steps toward it and 
places his hand against the distortion.

OOC: If he is able to press his hand through it, he will step through.
[/Ted]