Zero Hour

The O59 WROW-W first on the dial. And now, another tale well calculated to keep you in... ...Suspense. Zero hour, written for suspense by Ray Bradbury. Only with love, discipline and luck can the helpless parents hope to lead the bewildered child toward the grown-up world, where things are not always what they seem.

But what if the parents were to be denied that opportunity? What if the innocent little children were to take over the world at five o'clock some quiet summer afternoon? Well here's the answer. As we bring you Ray Bradbury's chilling story of childhood, Zero Hour.

What a game! Such excitement the children had known in their whole lives! Meant talked earnestly to someone near the rose bush. Oh, that will be the only one. And the two little girls shouting, laughing at each other.

Such thumbs, such tremendous joy, it was all Meant's mother could do to get her driving excited daughter in full lunch. Goodness, Meant, I've never heard such a racket out in the garden. What were you and Anna up to?

Exciting game ever. Just ever. Oh, what's the name of the game? Invasion. Invasion? Well, invasion will have to wait until you eat in your lunch properly. Now slow down young lady, you hear? Can't. Feels waiting for him.

Drill? What is it? You're your name? Is he a new boy in the neighborhood here? He's new, all right. I don't think I've seen him. Which one is drill? Oh, he's just around. I've got to go now, Mom. It's gonna have the invasion.

finish your milk, Miss. Who's invading what? Martians are invading the Earth. Oh, I see. And drills the Martians. I think so. He's had a very hard time getting these. Oh, I should imagine. They couldn't figure a way to attack Earth. How to get into something. Drills says they have to do it by surprise. They can even get help from your enemy. Ah, a fifth