In the X-Files office Mulder, Scully, and four policemen. The policemen explained to Mulder and Scully what had happened. Mulder and Scully both sat upright and alert, interested in what had happened.
"Afterwards, after she disapeared," a cop said, "the wall made this. It carved it."
He showed Scully a picture of what the wood had carved (MERCI).
"Hey, um cop...."Mulder began.
"My names Ralph," the officer snuted.
"Well, how come you just showed that picture to Scully, and not me?"
"Because I like her better!"
"Oh, thanks, pig," Mulder said sarcastically.
"Excuse me?" Ralph asked.
"I said nice wig."
"I don't where a wig, and that's not what you said."
Mulder and the policemen went to the corner of the room and instantly started arguing.
Scully rolled her eyes, thinking "what is with Mulder?"
Scully threw back her hair and asked the other three policemen, "How did it seem that it carved itself?"
The policemen all started replying with different lies, at the same time. Scully listened for two seconds and then yelled "enough!"
Everyone stopped, and stared at Scully.
"Am I the only mature person here?" She said. "What is with everyone?"
Mulder and the policemen pulled it together and walked over to Scully.
Mulder looked at the picture of the carved wood and said, "Whoever carved this into the bark spelled mercy wrong."
"YES, Mulder. That's the point," said Scully.
"Oh," said Mulder, looking imbarresed.
"Anyway," said Scully, "I would like to know why you guys don't even know how to spell mercy."
"We didn't carve it Scully," Ralph said.
"Oh, I see. You didn't," Scully replied sarcastically.
"We didn't! and all I know is that 'merci' means 'thank-you' in French."
"But why did the wood thank us?" another cop asked.
Scully slammed the paper "What?" she whispered and walked away to think.
"Well," said Mulder, clapping his hands together, "Let's umm, start working." Mulder didn't know what to say, but he wanted to be in charge so that was all he said.
"Does anyone here know more French?" A cop asked.
"The only language I know is a little bit of Hebrew and a little bit of Spanish," Mulder replied.
Ralph started cracking up. "Let's hear it, Mulder. I'm be surprised that you're bright enough to be able to talk English. Talk to me in Hebrew.
Mulder was affended. "Ok." He sayed. "Atah godol aff."
"Hmm, now what does that mean?"
"It means 'you have a big nose.'"
Ralph put his hands on his hips. "You're asking for it, buddy."
"I can say alot worse then that." Mulder said. "atah Bansonah."
"...and that means?" Ralph said.
Mulder started yelling. "It means that you're one big son of a ---"
"Mulder?" Scully said. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"
Mulder walked over to Scully.
"What is wrong with you? You don't say those things to a policemen or to anyone and i have never seen you act like this before. It's embarrassing. Please knock it off."
"Sorry," Mulder said. He blinked his eyes. "I don't know what came over me."
"Me neither," Scully said, "I've never seen you act like that before."
Everyone looked at Ralph, and he admited that he was sorry too.
Ralph looked at his watch. "Okay policemen," he said, "It's time to go."
As the exited Mulder whispered to Scully "I am going to go.......do something. Why don't you go to the house where she disapeared."
"What are you doing, Mulder?"
"I am going to the hospital. I want to find out why I felt like that."
"Ok whatever. I'll be at the house."

Scully looked at her watch and parked her car. It was 4:30. She got out of her car and locked the door, and ran up to the door of the house. She took out her gun and opened the door.
"Is anyone home?" she yelled.
There was no reply, but all the lights were on for some reason.
As she walked in and turned across a hallway, she realized that food seemed to be set on the table, with a table cloth, and everything. It looked like a huge feast. She walked over to the table and sat on a bench. She looked at the food.
And that's when it happened. She fell over on the floor and fainted.
She woke up to the sound of her cell phone ringing. She answered it. "Scully?"
"Scully you're hungry," said a voice.
"Who is this?"
"Scully eat."
"Who is talking? I ate jusat before I left and now I fainted because I'm hungry?"
"Yes."
"Well, that doesn't make sence. Who is this?"
"Eat."
And then they hung up the phone.
Scully decided to go to the table and eat. She studied the food making sure that this wasn't a trick. She then ate.
She ate alot. More than normal. She ate amost everything on the table, until she was stuffed.
And then she started seeing things.
Someone walked down stairs. It was Sarah.
"Sarah?......"
"Yes. Scully, did you eat that food?"
"Yes."
Sarah looked doubtful. "Scully you are, well..."
And then Scully fainted again. Straight out cold.
Sarah leaned over to her. She tapped her. "Scully, wake up."
Scully sat up. "How do you know my name?"
"That doesn't matter," Sarah said seriously. "Scully what matters is that I am going to die. And so are you."

Mulder was in the hospital and told his doctor what had been hapening. He asked the doctor if he was just having an obsessive compolsive and hypocaundriatic day, or was this serious.
The doctor shook his head. "I don't know." He then took a stethiscope.
He put it on Mulder's chest and listened that his heart was a little loopy. It wasn't straight forward. It just sort of acted drowsy and unsteady.
And then the docotor heard something incredibly strange from the heart. "Terminus Jamais......."
"What the he--" the doctor spoke.
He heard this coming through the heart. But the words sounded familiar.
The psychic doctor looed at Mulder as if something was seriously wrong. "What case are you studying?"
"This girl disapeared. Through reports it seemed that she went straight into a wall."
The doctor listened to the heart again. This time he heard "merci, terminus jamais."
The doctor put his hands on his head and looked stunned. "Ok, this is something that I have created, sort of accidently. I didn't know that it would work like this."
"Tell me the story," Mulder said. "But first, what was wrong with my heart."
"Does the word 'merci' seem familiar to you, Mulder?"
"Yes. That's what the policemen said that the wall said to him."
"It means 'thank-you' in french."
"So the wall speaks french?"
The doctor put his hands on is head, like he was hiding something from Mulder.
"What are you not telling me?" Mulder asked.
"Call your partner, and tell her that we know what's wrong with you," he said.
"But we don't," said Mulder.
"Just do it!" said the doctor. He took out a knife.

"I am not going to die!" Scully yelled.
But Sarah shook her head. "You're wrong. Scully..."
Scully's phone rang. She answered it: "Scully?"
"Scully it's me."
Scully didn't say anything.
"Scully I found out why I feel so funny."
Then Scully felt that her head was spinning. Everything looked weird.
"Scully? Are you ok?"
"I'm fine," she said. She hung up.
"I am warning you now," Sarah said. "Get out of this house before it happens to you."
"What happens to me?"
"Don't think. Just get out."
"Why can't you come?"
"I'm stuck here."
"Why-"
Tears of fright ran to Scully's eyes. She didn't know what was going on.
"Scully, before you go, I want to explain this to you."
Scully looked at her. "What?"
"There is a doctor, Doctor Albert Phedes. He is a...very bad man."
"What is wrong with him?"
"He is the one that created the wall."
"What for?"
"He wanted to kill me."
"Wh-"
"Let me tell you all about it. He tempted me, almost halucinating, to come into this room, and eat everything on the table. All the food that I ate seemed to be conected to something, I don't know what yet, but it made these policemen come and drive me towards the wall, and that was his trap of killing me. But something happened, you see-"
"Wait a minute. How did you get out of the wall?" Scully interupted.
"Well, I am not out of the wall. I am a messenger talking to you, a messenger telling you whatI would have said. So this is how it went. Phedes created this wall, and made it to kill me. He unfortunately left the machine there to keep killing. He also spoke french, and told the machine 'terminus jamais,' which means to never end."
"Why did he make it in French?"
"If he made it in English people would know what it meant. They would hear it in his voice, and knwo what he was trying to do. They would arrest him. He also made the wall thank whoever drived the victim into it. It said 'merci,' thanks in french. He unfortunately made the wall a bit to smart. The wall was able to make itself a creator. The wall made a statement: 'whover the last person that disapears in me (the wall) is thinking of, shall be made crazy for exactly 3 days.'"
"But what is the point of that?" Scully asked.
"The wall was hoping that the people would be crazy enough to go to the wall, or incourage others to go. The wall didn't know that people didn't know about it. When disapeared, I was thinking of a policeman whose name was Ralph. He I supose was crazy for awhile. But then the wall made another statement, because it still wasn't getting enough people inside it: 'whoever the crazy person get's mad at first will be crazy, and the second person who is crazy shall be with this disease longer, and let it terminus jamais (never end) in they're body until a new person is in the wall, and let the sistem start over.' But there was still a problem: the last person that had this 'crazy disease' would be ill if someone elso got stuck in the wall and the proceedure refallowed. They would even be life threatened."
"Wow, that is quite a story," Scully said, but then she realized what was happening to Mulder. But then she got another thought: What if his docter for today was Phedes? He would be telling him lies about what he didn't do, if he asked. She hoped that Phedes didn't hurt Mulder. But when she was going to call him, some animal that was bigger than a lion came in through the door.
"Sarah!" Scully called, but she vanished.
The feline came in through the door. Scully knew that it was trying to get her through the wall. She shot at it, but nothing happened. She shot again, and again, but soon her gun had no more bullets left over.
Scully ran in the opposite direction of the wall, and towards the door, but the feline jumped and sunk it's claws into her arm. She looked at her arm bewildered and fell onto the rug. Then heard a voice.
"Scully, you're dying. This is Phedes talking to you, and I was the one that told you to eat over the phone. You have fallen into my trap."
Scully closed her eyes. When she opened them, she was on a bench, next to the wall. She thought about the policemen, and slowly vanished into the wall.
But now Mulder wasn't crazy, the policemen that she had thought about was. And in his place Mulder was deathly ill. And Scully was in the wall. She didn't know how to get out.

As Mulder sat in the hospital, listening to Phedes's lies, he suddenly fell. Phedes took Mulder to the emergency room quickly, because Phedes just wanted Mulder to die if he was in the wall to make it happy. He laid Mulder on the bed, and called another doctor.
"Doctor! Someone, he's dying!"
The new doctor put Mulder on a venelator and saw his heart-rate beating on the computer.
His eyes closed.