The last thing I remember seeing was those icy blue eyes.
They were haunting and inhuman.
They were shards of ice in an Arctic blizzard.
They showed only hatred and anger.
Like the eyes of Hates.
Those eyes were cold and uncaring.
Like a lion before it makes it's kill.
Those eyes brought me to a world were pain was an every day occurrence.
A world that was worse than torture.
A world that was cold as a frozen Tartarus.
A world that was worse than staring death in the face.
I saw what he saw.
He saw humans as a virus.
He saw humans as weak.
He saw humans as flawed beings.
He thought all humans were inferior to him.
He thought all rebels should be destroyed.
He thought everything was beneath him.
All of that showed in that programs eyes.
Those eyes were definitely cold.
Agent Smith's eyes were cold.
