The Fokker landed in a field away from the Visitor's Center.

Oscar and Yoder disembarked from the plane, armed with M1921 Thompson submachine guns.

Baltimore team's plane laid in the field. It was a smoking wreck.

"What happened to Baltimore team?" Yoder asked.

"Let's find out." Oscar said.

Yoder walked to the Fokker plane.

"Looks like the plane was shot down trying to take off."

The two mercenaries moved on.

As the two neared the Visitor's Center, they noticed bullet casings scattered about.

"What the hell?" Oscar said.

Ahead of the men was the body of another mercenary. Yoder noticed a second body splayed on the steps to the entrance of the Visitor's Center.

Yoder pulled out a mobile two-way radio and set the case on the ground.

"D-Caf. Keep the engine running. Be ready to get us out of here."

"Roger." D-Caf said.

Yoder looked at the mercenary sprawled on the ground.

"Damn. Linares. What were you shooting at? Didn't even go for cover."

Yoder walked over to the body laying on the steps.

"Oscar. It's Garza. But dinosaurs didn't take him down, it looks like he was shot to death."

"By who?" Oscar asked.

"Don't know." Yoder said. "Park security?"

"Something ain't right." Oscar said.

"This doesn't look like a dinosaur attack to me."

"Easy...Stay focused." Oscar said.

"Linares is dead."

"Shot?" Oscar asked.

"Yeah. In the back."

"Guess someone wanted Baltimore team to stay put." Oscar said. "Stay sharp. We don't want to be next."

Yoder walked over to a pile of shell casings.

"There's shell casings everywhere, but not many strike marks from hostile fire..." Yoder said.

"Casings up here indicate there was fire from the entrance, but no one was shooting back." Oscar said on his radio.

"Lots of small dino tracks...I don't see any around. Are you seeing this crap?" Yoder asked. "What do you make of this?"

"I don't know yet." Oscar replied.

Suddenly, gunfire erupted from inside the Visitor's Center.

"Billy, get up here!" Oscar said.

Yoder headed up towards the step, Thompson raised.

"I don't know what-"

Oscar shushed him.

"Get away from me, dammit! Get away!" A voice yelled from inside.

"What the hell?" Yoder said.

"Vargas." Oscar said.

Yoder looked down. There was a large spattering of blood with footprints leading inside the Visitor's Center.

"That's a lot of blood." Yoder said. "D-Caf, we're going in. Watch your ass out there."

Yoder and Oscar headed into the Visitor's Center, Thompsons readied.

"Watch your six, trust no one." Oscar said.