The green and brown monster wrapped itself around Paul like an ugly nightmare. Caught totally by surprise Paul fought for his life in the multi-legged embrace. He could only vainly struggle as the creature applied pressure to break him apart.

"Auughhh my chest!" Paul screamed as four of the creatures legs clenched into his thorax and tried to twist him open.

"I'm coming!"Sandra yelled. The petite yellow-sleeved woman had covered the distance from the eagle with world record pace. With little thought of what she would do once she got to Paul and no though of her own safety she lept on to the back of the giant arachnidic creature.

"Aieeeee!"Sandra screamed as she rode on the hard chitinous shell of the murderous beast. The creature spun around in surpise trying to shake the petite alphan from it back. Through the haze of her crazed desperation Sadra could make out the creature's multiple sets of eyes that sat unlidded and vulnerable at the top its shell. With a maniacal flurry of motion Sandra began to pummel each individual eye with the fist of one hand and the butt of the ray gun in her other hand.

"Let him go! Let him go!" Sandra commanded as she pounded out each syllable into the creature's eyes.

"Roooooaaahhhhr!!!"the creature growled in agony. It released Paul while it still had an undamaged eye left, but in a miracle of dexterity it reversed it's many legs so that now it was crushing Sandra against its back. The severely wounded creature threated to kill her in an instant of of blind and pained reflex.

"Eeeeeeee!!!!" Sandra's shriek emanated from the all encompassing embrace of the creature. Paul having been spun around and then released took a second in dizziness on the ground to realize that somewhere in that distorted mass of monster limbs was Sandra who was now in the position he had just formerly been in...except now in reverse. Launching himself into a flying kick, Paul thrust his foot into the soft high abdomen of the creature which unfortunately was where it's mouth was located. His foot moon booted foot sunk into the creature's round gaping maw with a sickening 'splurtch', breaking several of the creature's vestigal teeth in the process.

"Oh...God!" exclaimed Paul as he hung from the creature's mouth by one leg. It was unquestionably the sickest thing that he would ever experience in his whole cosmic life.

Paul tugged at his leg with both hands. The creature released Saudra. The creature obliged Paul's pulling by promptly vomiting out Paul's foot as well as the rest of contents of its stomach. The partially blinded alien behemoth half gallopped half staggered back into the forest, no doubt the worse for wear. Paul collapsed on his knees to the ground and clutched his bleeding head.

Having been thrown free from the alien's grip Sandra sat up from the ground and fired repetitive yellow-laser shots into the dark forest in the direction of the rapidly retreating beast.

"Yeah, you better run, you…BASTARD! Ahhhhhh!!!" she yelled, now in a state of pure mania. She noticed the goop dripping from the butt of her ray gun and was coating her other hand. It was the bio-remnance of the alien creatures smashed-in eyes. "Oh my God that's disgusting," Sandra complained with a half a sob and half a chuckle. She gave an involuntary shudder. She looked over to Paul who was trying to catch his breath and looking quizzically in all directions at the same time

"Come on!" Sandra coaxed agitatedly as she pushed him toward the moon buggy. After he fell into drivers seat Paul examined the bloody fluid that he had wiped from his head.

"Sahn," he grunted. "That thing bit me. Look! Ow..my head! Do you see fang marks?"

"What?" Sandra jumped into the back of the buggy and examined the back of Paul's slightly head covered in slightly blood matted hair. "Oh you're bleeding!"

"I know. But is it fang marks or a bite?" Paul asked confusedly.

"I don't know!" Sandra yelled in absolute frustration. "What's the difference!?!? You've got holes in your head! You're BLEEDING!"

"No, no,!" Paul protested. "Is there like two puncture marks close to one another?!?"

Sandra tried to examine Paul's skull by gently palpating the site of the bleeding but gave up when he flinched at the pain of her touch.

"Christ, Paul!" Sandra shouted while shaking him by the shoulders. "I don't know! Isn't this a question for Doctor Russell?! Can't we get the hell out of here?!?!"

Actually, that made sense to Paul at that point. Helena could figure it out. He gunned the electric motor of the buggy, turned the wheel sharply, and promptly slammed into the side of a tree. Saundra was propelled into the side seat and found herself looking up at the mustachioed Main Controller who was squinting badly.

"Are you okay?" she asked concernedly.

"Sorry about that!" Paul replied, not really answering the question. "Hang on!"

And hang on she did. While seated in the small cargo bed with her back against Paul's she clutched onto the side of the buggy while trading shooting at everything shooting at their careening vehicle.

"Sandra?" Paul asked plaintively.

"What?" Sandra replied. She couldn't believe Paul wanted to have a conversation at this point.

"Which way is the Eagle!?"

"What?" Sandra repeated incredulously. She knew Paul should be able to see the craft. Even though some of it's fuselage was partially obstructed by some high grass, the entire top was clearly visible.

"It's the big white thing in the middle of the field!"she instructed. Sandra turned around briefly to point Paul in the right direction. "Twenty degrees more to the right!" She turned back to resume zapping the creatures firing at them from the woods. "I knew I should've drove."

"I'm good! I see it," Paul declared, but "see" had to be qualified as "seeing" a big white blurry blob suspended in a big blurry sea of green. If there was any doubt in Paul's mind about being invenomated he no longer needed Doctor Russell's confirmation.

At the last second Sandra looked back to the front to see them careening into the Eagle.

"Oh my God!" she screamed as she curled up into a small impact resistant ball.