Well Chelldon had a better idea. He grabbed a tone of rubble and broken turrets and began to bowl each thing through the portal at a swift speed. The flying boulder nearly hit Wheatley, the turret clocked Tylers shoulder as it slammed into the door and the iron pole from the catwalk shot through the small glass window in the door.

There we go! They had a way in. Yes, they couldn't exactly crawl through the hole but he could get his hand inside and unlock the door.

Or in theory, Tyler could do it better. He had a tiny hand.

Pointing at the hole, he made a hand gesture. "Open Tyler."