They follow the trail of fingers which leads them around the Abbey until they locate the last one. It proved the hardest to find since a bit of moss had grown over it but they eventually figured it out. The final finger pointed straight down and looking between them Quentin shrugs his shoulders.

"Well, that was an oversight. I suppose I should have brought to bring some shovels."

So, since he was the leader he was the one to get on his knees and start digging with his hands.