Witness, if you will Rye a ten-year-old girl who lives with her grandparents; on the Inkwell farm neighborhood of Martha's Vineyard. For the past three years she has helped her grandfather in planning his farming strategy for crop rotation. One day while taking canned goods to the pantry she discovers the secret to her grandmothers youth.
There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast a space and timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man's fears and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination. It is an area which we call the Twilight Zone.
Suspended in time and space for a moment, your introduction to Mister Eads. A WWII Veteran, who lives in a very private world of darkness, living out his days on his farm, in the Inkwell neighborhood on the island of Martha's Vineyard; with his wife and granddaughter Rye. A Universe of his creation whose dimensions and reality grow like annuals waiting to be pruned. Keep in mind, of course, that we're not to be surprised by what we see. Because this isn't just a farm and this farmer is not just a man. This happens to be the Twilight Zone and young Rye, with you, are about to enter it.
Witness, if you will Rye, a ten-year-old girl who lives with her grandparents. For the past three years, she has helped her grandfather in planning his farming strategy for crop rotation.
On day after helping grandpa in the yard, she comes indoors to help her grandmother can tomatoes in the kitchen, while her grandfather sits down in his favorite chair to watch television. Her grandmother tells her to take the crate down to your grandfather's pantry; which is an old fallout shelter he built after WWII. Upon entering she notices that her grandfather has left the television set on again. She goes to turn it off and notices that the door to the locked back room is slightly open. Something she hasn't seen in the three years on the farm. She walks towards the door to see what's been locked inside, only to discover a refrigerated room with rows and rows of jars with seeds in them.
She walks in and begins to look around passing years of heritage seeds, carefully labeled and dated. As she moves further to the back of the room, she notices a set of large apothecary jar filled with a thick brining liquid. Rye takes her hands and begins to turn the jar searching for a label to what the jar contains. As she is doing so, the item inside begins to emerge from within brine. What emerges is...