We felt our way through the debris in the darkness.

After a minute, I heard someone picking his way through the debris behind me.

The river is still running through debris, meaning it has not reached the former valley yet.

He was clearly picking his way through the debris to get closer.

Olive sat on the bed and picked through the debris.

He must be out of the van, picking his way through the debris that she had left on the floor.

She gestured for him to follow, and they moved ahead through the debris.

He went back into the cabin he'd just come out of and pushed through the debris toward the wall.

They picked their way carefully through the debris and came to the doors.

Water poured down through the debris and rose to my knees.