While Elthan waits for someone to explain what just happened, Fizahn focuses his attention on the smooth black marble wall, blocking the party's way.

Thokk, Taern, and Graevic bind their remaining wounds as Linda retrieves her staff. All four are uncharacteristically quiet, perhaps shaken from the vicious battle with their illusory opponents.

After a long inspection, Fizahn finds an almost invisible depression in the center of the wall. Pressing it gently, he feels a slight give, and a small crack appears vertically down the center of the wall. A pair of 6 ft x 4 ft doors swing inward noiselessly, opening into a large, dark chamber.

Thanks to the oppressive silence and deep darkness, you can almost feel the weight of seven centuries on your shoulders. A shiver runs down your spine as a chilling thought enters your mind. You find yourself with no doubt that Sethra, or whatever remains of him, lies in the chamber in front of you.