Delia found herself over the short bit of wall left at the crumbled point and into the lush woods as the doors to the manor creaked open and feet stormed out.  Then, the sounds of the woods overtook her, and her own heart beating faster and faster.<br/><br/>She was in the wilds, no doubting it, and there was no trace of what was behind her--even were she to stop and look.  Highly inadvisable.<br/><br/>To get anywhere, Delia would have to<strong>Investigate </strong>the area as she went for clues.  Perhaps she could reach the road or nearby bastion of civilization.  It was a long-shot, but she knew it was generally to her left...<br/><br/>The longer it took, the worse her chances of getting turned around, or stumbling into whatever that howling was.