The drive down to the ranger station is mostly silent, with the only one to speak being Winston. His question goes unanswered. Honestly Otto doesn't want to think about how this all happened. He doesn't want to think about any of this at all. So all he focuses his mind on is getting to the ranger station. A couple of minutes later, they reach the station. It's not a pretty sight at all.
The parking lot is littered with corpses and puddles of blood, empty of people or zombies but there's a couple empty cars parked. Otto swallows dryly, trying to ignore the wiggles of nausea that rises up from the gruesome sight. He pulls in as close to the door as he can and climbs out cautiously, every single nerve in high alert. He motions the other out and walks up to the door, unlocked and slightly ajar. Pushing it open reveals a massacre. The place is untouched save for three dead bodies, two camp rangers torn apart on the ground and a single zombie with half it's head blown off. So much for looking for help from the camp rangers.
Hoping to whatever deities exist that whatever killed these two rangers os long gone, Otto walks in and looks away from the bodies, "Well... Anyone have any other ideas?"