"We head for the airport", says Lurker.  "They sent troops in there to protect everyone when flights were cancelled, and just decided to make it a safe zone.  It should be well protected, if the troops don't shoot us by mistake.  With the size of that last pack of Jumpers, their territory should have cleared their competition until just before the airport, the wasp women should catch up by then."<br/><br/>Lurker heads out, flying ahead a few blocks and circling back to the group every once in a while, just to be safe.  You pass abandoned stores where you can get supplies on the way, and the wasp women catch up before you crest the last hill to the airport.<br/><br/>"Oh my God!" says Donnata, flying over the hill.<br/>"STAY BACK!" says Lurker, hovering.  "We'll scout ahead."<br/>The rest of the wasp women gasp in horror, turn to Lurker for direction and fan out to scout ahead.<br/><br/>But some of you are curious.  Gingerly, you tiptoe to the crest of the hill and peek over.<br/><br/>You stare right into the manhole cover sized eyes of a tarantula the size of a Semi-Truck, that the Gensects have just flown over.