MONDO EXTRAS

Wilkes Island, Antarctica, forty-six hours later. Mulder's driving a Snow Cat across the snow. This is where the special effects get nifty and the plotting gets whack. Well, even more whack. Naturally, at this point, Mulder's Snow Cat runs out of gas, but according to his handy latitudinal/longitudinal tracking thingie, he's right where he's supposed to be anyway, so he gets out and starts to hoof it.

Mulder climbs over a large hill and sees, below, a little community of other Snow Cats and several large igloos. He starts to scamper across the snow, but places a foot wrong and plummets several feet, falling, finally, though three separate layers in the ice, one right below the other, until he lands on a solid floor: (a) ouch, and (b) that fall totally should have broken the glass vial containing the vaccine, but, again, whatever. Mulder sort of sprawls there for a moment and then begins to crawl around, eventually finding a hole in the ground, part of what looks like a venting system. Throwing claustrophobia to the wind, he crawls through it, and eventually emerges inside a dark hallway, the walls of which are lined with human bodies in a state of suspended animation, all green and dark and icy and cool. He looks around, shocked and sort of stunned and amazed, both at the people inside the ice, and at the aliens, gestating inside them.

Outside, on the road toward the igloos, CSM tools around on his own large Snow Cat. He sees Mulder's vehicle, abandoned, and takes a large gasp of his ever-present cig.