About this episode
Imagine a late-night, low-budget court show that took a wrong turn into the supernatural. The carpeting is thin, the lights flicker, and everyone behaves with that polite Midwest sincerity… even as the defendant may or may not be dead. It’s small-claims Americana laced with something strange in the wiring. Judge Holden rules with the calm of a man who’s stared into the abyss between commercial breaks.
