"This is Africa, 1943. War spits out its violence overhead and the sandy graveyard swallows it up. Her name is King Nine, B-25, medium bomber, Twelfth Air Force. On a hot, still morning she took off from Tunisia to bomb the southern tip of Italy. An errant piece of flak tore a hole in a wing tank and, like a wounded bird, this is where she landed, not to return this day, or any other day."Captain James Embry wakes up next to the wreckage of King Nine. He remembers crashing with the rest of the crew, but nothing else. He sets off to find the other crew members. He finds the grave of one, mirages of all of them, and jet aircraft flying over. He collapses and awakens in a hospital room. Seventeen years earlier, Embry had missed the flight of King Nine, and ever since has felt guilty. He saw a newspaper headline about the wreckage of King Nine being found in the desert. He had went into a state of shock and hallucinated being in the desert, but later someone finds sand in his shoes.
"Enigma buried in the sand, a question mark with broken wings that lies in silent grace as a marker in a desert shrine. Odd how the real consorts with the shadows, how the present fuses with the past. How does it happen? The question is on file in the silent desert, and the answer? The answer is waiting for us in - the Twilight Zone."