- [closing narration]
- Narrator: There was an old woman who lived in a room and, like all of us, was frightened of the dark, but who discovered in a minute last fragment of her life, that there was nothing in the dark that wasn't there when the lights were on. Object lesson for the more frightened amongst us - in or out - of The Twilight Zone.
- Wanda Dunn: You *tricked* me! It was you all the time!
- Harold Beldon: Yes. I tricked you.
- Wanda Dunn: But why? The moment I let you inside you could've taken me any time! But you were nice. You made me trust you!
- Harold Beldon: But, I had to make you understand! Am I really so bad? Am I really so frightening? You've talked to me, you've confided in me. Have I tried to hurt you?
- [he stands and leans against the wall]
- Harold Beldon: It isn't me you're afraid of. You understand me. What you're afraid of is the unknown.
- [Wanda looks frightened]
- Harold Beldon: [Gently, holding out his hand] Don't, don't be afraid.
- Wanda Dunn: But I *am* afraid!
- Harold Beldon: [still gently, smiling] The running's over! It's time to rest. Give me your hand.
- Wanda Dunn: But I don't want to die!
- Harold Beldon: [holding out his hand] Trust me.
- Wanda Dunn: [backing away] No. No.
- Harold Beldon: Mother. Give me your hand.
- [crying, Wanda slowly puts her hand in his]
- Harold Beldon: [laughing softly] You see? No shock. No... engulfment. No tearing asunder. What you feared would come like an explosion, is like a whisper. What you thought was the end, the beginning.
- Wanda Dunn: [with hushed excitement] When will it happen? When will we go?
- Harold Beldon: Go? Look.
- [He glances to the side; following his gaze, Wanda sees her body on the bed, peaceful in its final repose]
- Harold Beldon: We have already begun.
- [Both smiling now, he takes her arm in his and escorts her into the light]
- [opening narration]
- Narrator: An old woman living in a nightmare, an old woman who has fought a thousand battles with death and always won. Now she's faced with a grim decision - whether or not to open a door. And in some strange and frightening way, she knows that this seemingly ordinary door leads to the Twilight Zone.