"The major ingredient of any recipe for fear is the unknown. And here are two characters about to partake of the meal: Miss Charlotte Scott, a fashion editor, and Mr. Robert Franklin, a state trooper. And the third member of the party: the unknown, that has just landed a few hundred yards away. This person or thing is soon to be met. This is a mountain cabin, but it is also a clearing in the shadows known as the Twilight Zone."
Trooper Franklin investigates lights in the sky reported by Charlotte Scott. While there his car is flipped over. Later he finds his car has been righted and there are huge fingerprints on the side. Next morning they see a huge, one-eyed space man. Franklin shoots it and it collapses - it was just a balloon. They find the real aliens, tiny creatures that flee at the sight of the huge humans."Fear, of course, is extremely relative. It depends on who can look down and who must look up. It depends on other vagaries, like the time, the mood, the darkness. But it's been said before, with great validity, that the worst thing there is to fear is fear itself. Tonight's tale of terror and tiny people on the Twilight Zone."