A baby pressed his face against the wall every hour, always in the same place. His father thought it was just a phase. But when the child finally spoke, he uttered three words that shed light on everything. And the truth was absolutely terrifying.

Every word fell like ice into David’s soul. The world was turned upside down. His heart didn’t just stop—it broke. The air seemed to leave the room. Time fractured. And in that moment, David knew for sure that his worst nightmares had been real all along.

David felt as if all the air had been sucked out of the room. Her baby, barely able to put two words together, had just whispered something that no child so small should know. The lady of the wall. The words echoed in his head like an alarm.

Dr. Mitchell was deeply upset.

“It could be a sign of a trauma he has suffered,” she said. You mentioned that there was a succession of nannies.

“Yes,” replied David slowly. All of them have resigned. Ethan cried when they entered the room, especially with one of them. Amélie… I hardly remember her. She only stayed for a week. Ethan didn’t sleep anymore, hardly ate anything.

Dr. Mitchell’s eyebrows furrowed.

— Do you have any video recordings from that period?