In a way "Nothing to Fear..." reflects this, too. The surface plot of this episode is almost purely meaningless, but it's the underpinnings of the characters that give it any meaning at all.

The FBI and a Senate Committee want answers as to what's happening to witnesses and others brought to the house. There have been a series of incidents says Team Leader Andre McBride. "What sort of incident?" PJ asks. "If you show up at my house tonight I'll demonstrate,"  misogynist Connor King replies. "Oh, you mean a minor incident?" That gets my nomination for the second best line of the show.

People who stay at the house on the hill (that's the image we get in the very first frame) always seem traumatized and tortuous interrogation methods, mind control drugs, or other psychosomatic abuses are suspected. The ubiquitous spook of the press has also caught wind of l'affair ergot peyote.

Strikeforce Vicodin are outside the house. Maureen Bowers and PJ walk up the stone stairs first, unlock the door, and step inside. It's a house out of place inside and out, but the furnishings are nicer looking than the building itself. There's a lot of old wood, and worn edges everywhere.

As the two walk around the house, prying into every room and corner, groans can be heard loudly and often. Turns out that was me, as the onslaught of clichés begins. There are the windowsill flies of Amityville, bare trees, indoor gusts of wind, two-note piano tension, crows close up or contrasting against a gray-clouded day, creaking staircases, and creakier cabinet doors. There was even that Psycho shower sense of vulnerability from PJ's shower meditation. I didn't quite get it for obvious reasons the first few hundred times I rewound the tape.**

Strangely we never saw a graveyard, though we had a completely out of place, life-size statue of an old priest that could also have been Charles II, or some other long-haired hippie (wigged out) dude from the 17th century. King and McBride walk past it as they're checking out neighbors and a barn.

Jane walks to the room where the woman saw the blood on the walls. It's a nicely set up bedroom and it has electricity. I was beginning to have my doubts. She searches through old clothes in a cabinet. As she closes the door (squeaky), she sees some undertaker-looking guy in the full-length floor mirror. And we're not talking the wrestler.

She walks out when suddenly there's tinkly music box music. I'm not sure for a while whether she heard it or it's just mood enhancement for the viewer. She walks back into the room and flicks on the light switch again. Now it's more of a child's room with stuffed animals, dolls, and a ballerina music box. PJ sees a person sitting there who at first appears to be a girl brushing her long blonde hair. She looks on stunned and then she says, "Ma?"