Narrator: This road is the afterwards of the Civil War. It began at Fort Sumter, South Carolina, and ended at a place called Appomattox. It's littered with the residue of broken battles and shattered dreams. In just a moment, you will enter a strange province that knows neither North nor South, a place we call the Twilight Zone.
The Sergeant: Well, war claims a lot of victims. Men, animals, God's own beauty.
Lieutenant: Is this your pleasure, ma'am?
Lavinia: (preparing to shoot him) And duty. A little of both, perhaps.
Abraham Lincoln: Of all the wonders that I've yet have heard, it seems to me most strange that men should fear seeing the death and necessary end. It will come when it will come.
Narrator: Incident on a dirt road during the month of April, the year 1865. As we've already pointed out, it's a road that won't be found on a map, but it's one of many that lead in and out of the Twilight Zone.