Daphne moved with Tobias, that much actually pretty routine by now. After climbing that scaffolding, walking shackled seemed like a breeze. "Right, so let's try and cover a wide an area as we can," she suggested, sidestepping as far as the chain would allow. Then she decided, fuck it, and lowered herself onto her hands and knees. It was hardly dignified, but she was going to need a long bath and a bottle of wine after this anyway. Might as well go for broke, dirt under her nails and all.
Unfortunately, there were a great many things to factor in under the billboard. Tall grass, thick weeds, wild shrubs... everytime Daphne pulled a bit of the brush away, there was more to go before getting to the ground. That was the first bit of panic she felt after getting on the ground again. It could be anywhere, she realized. Fucking anywhere.