Narrator: The man behind the wheel is Jack Haines, a long-haul trucker. On any other night, he'd be on the lookout for a good time, but that's changed. A lot has changed for Jack because of one overheard telephone conversation. He learned that tonight his wife is meeting another man here at the Mustang Bar, his name unknown. The only thing Jack Haines knows for certain is that tonight, there's going to be murder at the Mustang, a little place ten miles from town and deep in the heart of the Twilight Zone.
Jack: Go to Hell.
Blind Man: Been there - not interested. But you're halfway there.
(after Jack has a vision)
Blind Man: Little thing I forgot to mention. The songs I sing got a real mean chorus.
Narrator: No comment necessary, except to note the necessity of caution when the hands show midnight in the dark hour of the human soul. A song of warning and hope written in somber red and copyrighted by the Twilight Zone.