The red headed elf has had enough, he has completely disconnected from the physical world, he is mouthing words and waving his hands and moving his fingers, but he is not making coherent sounds anymore, and whatever he is looking at, no one else can see it.
Sammy is also seeing things that no one else can, the lush woods teem with life energy and colors, as her form begins to circle the area. As she moves through her sweep and covers more mountains, the life is more scattered, but somehow tougher. Her sweeps continue, this alternating landscape making a clear signal of which direction they would need to move in the present state, these mountains are difficult terrain for those prepared for their dangers. The forest hides a waterway at the bottom of the valley, and well down it's path, Sammy finds the first sign of something unnatural. It is so striking in contrast to the life around it that it takes a moment to realize it is a bridge of some kind.