Wake up, Neo. _
You took the wrong pill. _
Instead of down, down, down the rabbit hole, you went up, up, up and out, and all those fights and friends and fantasies? Well -- _
Just a dream...? _
Wake up, Neo. _
Lift your head. Look around. _
Stare. _
This isn't the world you thought you knew. This isn't the place you thought you lived. You aren't the person you believed you were. _
Who are you, Neo? _
What are you? _
You are this: you are in a plain, black computer chair. It rolls backward from the table as you straighten up. You're sitting in a small apartment that you don't recognize. There's a computer in front of you, screen lit. _
What does it say? _
Name, age, date of birth, height, weight, occupation -- and next to it -- _
It's your picture, Neo. _
It's your ID. It's your identity. _
Why can't you remember it? _
And what about the rest of it? What about the things you do remember? The fights and friends and fantasies, the reality you've lived in all your life? Well -- _
Just a dream...? _
Wake up, Neo... _ |