I'm on my way home from school. I stopped by home to get what I need to end this, my father's gun. I don't know where the key is, but that doesn't matter. One of my talents is picking locks. I don't know if it will come in hand if I ever get out of here, but I don't really care. I'm going to stop by the cemetery to say goodbye to Kid. Then I'll put the gun to my head and pull the trigger. If this works, I'll be free. If it doesn't work, then I'll be dead. Right now, being dead is better than a life in hell.

I'm at the cemetery now, kneeling in front of Kid's grave. I only have one bullet. Now I just have to get up the courage to actually do this. I put the gun to my head, and was about the pull the trigger when I heard Trinity ask me if I'd been to any good funerals lately. I stood up and turned to face her and said that I had. Kid killed himself only a week ago. Trinity told me the funeral wasn't real, at least not for me. I know it wasn't real. Nothing is real in the Matrix. Trinity told me that it was all a dream. The Agents had gotten to me and that I had been bugged, just like Neo, and I couldn't be allowed to leave the Matrix like that. I asked what needed to be done. The next thing I know, Trinity had put this thing, I don't even know what it was to my ear, and ripped something right out. It hurt like hell, but I didn't even have time scream. Then she pulled out her gun and shot it.

Trinity told me to say goodbye to Kid, because it was time to see Morpheus.