Chapter 2: The Ordeal
Desmond was stupefied. Whoever these people were, they sure were strange.
"I understand that you're Neo's roommate." Morpheus clarified. "Did you ever wonder what happened to him?" He then asked.
"I have three things I would like to know!" Desmond answered. He put up three fingers "One, who the hell are you!" He asked, bringing down one finger "What the hell did you do to Neo!" He then brought down another finger. "And how do you know my name!" He yelled.
Overcoat lady and Morpheus both looked at him, and the driver looked to Morpheus before turning back to the road.
Morpheus was about to answer, when the Overcoat lady lifted her hand up.
"I'm Trinity." She said, offering her hand out. Desmond shook it. "That's Kyle, our driver." She paused "And you obviously know Morpheus by now."
Desmond looked at Trinity. With a good look, he thought that she was kind of cute.
"We know your name thanks to Neo." Trinity explained. Desmond was confused. If these people kidnapped Neo, and are after him too, then he'd best try to get out of here.
Just as he was about to reach for the door, Morpheus spoke up "You can leave now, and take your chances with the Agents, but if you do, then you may not find out what happened to Neo. I assure you that he's fine, and can't wait to see you."
Desmond was confused. He couldn't wait to see what happened to Neo, and frankly, would like to know what that was all about.
The Driver spoke up. "We're here." He said. They pulled up to a run-down apartment building.
It looked like the building had seen better days. Desmond got out, and trying his best to be the gentleman, slid across the trunk to open the door for Trinity.
However, he was too late, and instead got the door opened in his face. Kyle and Morpheus looked at each other, while Desmond tried his best to shrug it off.
Desmond however had a new idea with it. Assuming they were going inside the building.
He ran to the door, and worked the jamb. He stood at the side, holding it open.
Morpheus and Kyle though they could be the first in, yet Desmond held out his arm to block them "Ladies first" he said, motioning to Trinity.
She walked up, and entered the door. Morpheus grinned. Kyle looked impatient.
"After you Desmond, I insist." Morpheus whispered. Desmond spotted the cops start to head after them.
Walking inside, he noticed the true extent of the dilapidated structure. Walking in, following Trinity, he was brought to a room.
It wasn't very big, yet the stuff that it had was what drew his attention. He noticed a lot of control panels around a mirror, with a chair in the middle.
Two more people in overcoats were seated at the controls, yet two more stations were empty. "Take a seat." Morpheus said from behind. "Answers will come shortly."
Desmond walked to the chair in the center of the circle. Morpheus stood next to him.
"What the hell is going on?" Desmond asked. "You will find out in a few short moments." Morpheus answered in his usual calm demeanor.
"We're ready when you are." Trinity said, now seated behind another set of controls.
"What do you see in the mirror Desmond?" Morpheus asked. Looking into the mirror, he saw his reflection was very distorted like a carnival funhouse mirror, yet the mirror looked completely normal from the outside.
"Almost makes you want to touch it, am I right." Morpheus said. Indeed, Desmond had wanted to touch it very badly, yet tried his hardest to resist.
Within moments however, he succumbed to his weakness, and touched the mirror with his fingers. What happened next however, was like a bad acid trip.
The mirror stuck to his fingertips. He tried to shake it off, yet it had the opposite effect. It started to crawl towards him, staying on his skin, wrapping it in a metallic way.
Desmond screamed bloody murder. All it did was make it go faster. The responses from the people at the controls helped even less, saying stuff like "Code response normal" and "Steady".
Unfortunately, the mirror gel made its way to his face, and eventually down his throat.
Blacking out, he heard the words "soon."