There wasn't a clear path to be seen but that didn't change Raylan's stride or the surity of it as he made his way towards the forest.

"What other way is there where that kinda shit happens," Raylan said over his shoulder, one finger gesturing uselessly towards the ground. He did not like games one bit. "But there's no way that's just some trap door we sprung while we were upstairs. There was no handle, no hinge to hide." It made no sense and that only pissed him off more.

"We got a lotta walkin' to do, so we might wanna save our breath. Looks to be about a mile, maybe two, depending on how big this out cropin' really is."