Final Resting Place

He learns in the spectra of the universe. When the adventure is beyond this planet, he is in the unknown. A realm where strange forces are drawn to play. When man attempts to misuse these forces, he is sometimes dis-strong.

This is my bakah-hah-hah-hah-hah. Network presents in special performance. Macabre. Tonight's story. Final. Resting place. Roger.

This doesn't look like the road. I mean, I think we're lost. It has to be right, Sue. Justice of the Peace back at Carterville said the lake was on the main highway. We haven't made any turns.

But dying, it's getting dark. This road doesn't look well-traveled. I really think we made it wrong. Turn somewhere. Mrs. Kent, your husband solemnly promises to deliver his bride of a few hours safely and surely the honeymoon lodge on Mirely.

Now let's hear it, no more about it. Hit on my shoulder. I said... Roger, you better watch the road. Why? We haven't asked another car for an hour. Relax, Sue. It's a fine way to start a married life with Liz.

Look, there's a sign. Can you make it out? Yeah. Grandal, five miles. Are we supposed to go this way? Sure. What I tell you, it's only 50 miles farther. Randolph is our halfway point. But this country road, how can they call a lonely trail like this a highway?

You're just a sophisticated city. I close your eyes and listen to the radio. Don't eat here before you know it. Alright, Darn. I guess I'm thin and jumpy. Hit on my shoulder and not another word.

Okay? I'm to bring you a special news, but let's shoot the following morning. A dangerous homicidal maniac escaped custody this morning and is believed to be in the vicinity of Rattle. Ratchish! These 45 years of age weighs 200 pounds.