Cypher woke up in a small chamber, illuminated, as he thought, with thousands of lights. He could hardly see anything - he only recognized the shapes of people, looking at him. "I don't want to die"... - he tried to say, but his lips and his tongue wouldn't obey him. He lifted his arm and felt a wave of pain rushing through his body. Then, for the first time he recognized a man figure that was standing next to him. He put his hand on his forehead. Then there was nothing.
"It will take him long to recover", - sighed Tank. - "He wasn't ready, Morph"... "Yes, I know"... - answered Morpheus, hiding his eyes. For the first time in his life he wasn't 100% sure that the person brought to the real world would survive. But if Cypher was what he was looking for all these years... The One... No, he wouldn't die. It was just that the captain of the Nebuchadanezzer couldn't stand waiting any longer. Mr. Reagan was never interested in computers and the only thing he knew about the Matrix was that his friends were eager to find out what it was. Morpheus tried to make him interested in computers, he made him meet the right people, go to right places... Effortless. But those failures only made him more sure that Cypher was the one he was looking for. Morpheus woke up from his remembrances and threw his head back slightly. "We've done it... We found him", - he said silently to himself, walking away. "Hope you're right, Morph. Hope you're right"... - said Dozer, helping his brother rebuild Cypher's atrophied muscles.
Cypher woke up in a small room and his first thought was that it was his coffin... The eyes didn't hurt anymore and he could move. He stood up from his bed, examining the room. He saw empty metallic walls. He looked at the shabby clothes he wore. It all looked as it was a factory of some sort... Or maybe it was prison. Though his eyes could see again, his mind was cloudier than ever. He remembered something about a rich building, a chic dressed in leather, leading him to her flat, a man that offered him two pills... And now he was here. "Of course! Now I get it! The pill must have been a type of drug! What else could it be anyway? Without saying any words, the guy insisted on me taking the red one. That's what drug dealers are these days. Fuck! I must have had a VERY good time last night if I ended up in... here"... Pain struck his hand. Cypher discovered a wire plugged into him. "Probably they've made a drug-test"... - he thought, pulling it out. Suddenly the door opened and a guy came in. "Hi! You must be my fellow cell-mate"! - said Cypher with a touch of indifference. "God damn! You don't even know where you are, do you"? - asked the guy. - "My name is Aries. I'll be your operator. Morpheus will come in a bit of time. And I sure hope he'll explain to you why he did it"... "M-O-R-P-H-E-U-S"? - Cypher jumped from his bed. This name again! What did he possibly want from him? And where the hell was he anyway? For the first time the thought of being kidnapped came to Cypher. But why? He wasn't in relationship with the town's mafia, he paid his taxes, he didn't do anything illegal... Almost... During his thoughts Morpheus came in. Cypher seemed to recognize him... It was the man that offered him drugs. Only he was not so well dressed. "I see you are confused, my friend. We are here to enlighten you" - he said. "Please do", - answered Cypher. Damn! He would give anything to find out where he was. They entered a room filled with computers, wires, screens and people fiddling with all that junk. "I've been silent for too long"... - Morpheus began. - "I understood you weren't ready to know the truth about the world"... He was confused and didn't really know from where to start, what seldom happened to him. "What truth"? - asked Cypher. "That you are a slave, Cypher", - answered Morpheus. "You've been born in chains"... Switch, who was standing not far from them, fixing some machine, rolled her eyes. For how many times did she hear this monologue?.. Morpheuse's words didn't change from the time she entered Nebuchadanezzer. "Well, it's the best way to explain the unexplainable", - she shrugged and continued her work.
All the things Morpheus said were like a Chinese language to Cypher. He only understood the thing that the world was in danger and that he somehow was the One... "So I'm here to save the world"? - he chuckled. He still thought it was all a low-budget TV show and waited for the director to cry "Cut"!.. But nobody said anything. Morpheus saw that he still believed this was all a dream and decided to take the ace out of his pocket: "Unfortunately nobody can be told what the Matrix is. You have to..." "See it for yourself"... - sighed Tank and prepared to load the sparring program...
*2 hours later*
Cypher sat on his bed, nervously pinching his hand. "Come on... Let this all be a nightmare... I want to wake up... I want to see Susie... I... want... to... live"... For the first time in many years Cypher started crying. He liked to seem strong from the time he was 7, to be an example to his little brother. It eventually grew into a habit and Mr. Reagan was never seen crying. Now there was no Reagan. There was Cypher. The One...
On to chapter 3.
"It will take him long to recover", - sighed Tank. - "He wasn't ready, Morph"... "Yes, I know"... - answered Morpheus, hiding his eyes. For the first time in his life he wasn't 100% sure that the person brought to the real world would survive. But if Cypher was what he was looking for all these years... The One... No, he wouldn't die. It was just that the captain of the Nebuchadanezzer couldn't stand waiting any longer. Mr. Reagan was never interested in computers and the only thing he knew about the Matrix was that his friends were eager to find out what it was. Morpheus tried to make him interested in computers, he made him meet the right people, go to right places... Effortless. But those failures only made him more sure that Cypher was the one he was looking for. Morpheus woke up from his remembrances and threw his head back slightly. "We've done it... We found him", - he said silently to himself, walking away. "Hope you're right, Morph. Hope you're right"... - said Dozer, helping his brother rebuild Cypher's atrophied muscles.
Cypher woke up in a small room and his first thought was that it was his coffin... The eyes didn't hurt anymore and he could move. He stood up from his bed, examining the room. He saw empty metallic walls. He looked at the shabby clothes he wore. It all looked as it was a factory of some sort... Or maybe it was prison. Though his eyes could see again, his mind was cloudier than ever. He remembered something about a rich building, a chic dressed in leather, leading him to her flat, a man that offered him two pills... And now he was here. "Of course! Now I get it! The pill must have been a type of drug! What else could it be anyway? Without saying any words, the guy insisted on me taking the red one. That's what drug dealers are these days. Fuck! I must have had a VERY good time last night if I ended up in... here"... Pain struck his hand. Cypher discovered a wire plugged into him. "Probably they've made a drug-test"... - he thought, pulling it out. Suddenly the door opened and a guy came in. "Hi! You must be my fellow cell-mate"! - said Cypher with a touch of indifference. "God damn! You don't even know where you are, do you"? - asked the guy. - "My name is Aries. I'll be your operator. Morpheus will come in a bit of time. And I sure hope he'll explain to you why he did it"... "M-O-R-P-H-E-U-S"? - Cypher jumped from his bed. This name again! What did he possibly want from him? And where the hell was he anyway? For the first time the thought of being kidnapped came to Cypher. But why? He wasn't in relationship with the town's mafia, he paid his taxes, he didn't do anything illegal... Almost... During his thoughts Morpheus came in. Cypher seemed to recognize him... It was the man that offered him drugs. Only he was not so well dressed. "I see you are confused, my friend. We are here to enlighten you" - he said. "Please do", - answered Cypher. Damn! He would give anything to find out where he was. They entered a room filled with computers, wires, screens and people fiddling with all that junk. "I've been silent for too long"... - Morpheus began. - "I understood you weren't ready to know the truth about the world"... He was confused and didn't really know from where to start, what seldom happened to him. "What truth"? - asked Cypher. "That you are a slave, Cypher", - answered Morpheus. "You've been born in chains"... Switch, who was standing not far from them, fixing some machine, rolled her eyes. For how many times did she hear this monologue?.. Morpheuse's words didn't change from the time she entered Nebuchadanezzer. "Well, it's the best way to explain the unexplainable", - she shrugged and continued her work.
All the things Morpheus said were like a Chinese language to Cypher. He only understood the thing that the world was in danger and that he somehow was the One... "So I'm here to save the world"? - he chuckled. He still thought it was all a low-budget TV show and waited for the director to cry "Cut"!.. But nobody said anything. Morpheus saw that he still believed this was all a dream and decided to take the ace out of his pocket: "Unfortunately nobody can be told what the Matrix is. You have to..." "See it for yourself"... - sighed Tank and prepared to load the sparring program...
*2 hours later*
Cypher sat on his bed, nervously pinching his hand. "Come on... Let this all be a nightmare... I want to wake up... I want to see Susie... I... want... to... live"... For the first time in many years Cypher started crying. He liked to seem strong from the time he was 7, to be an example to his little brother. It eventually grew into a habit and Mr. Reagan was never seen crying. Now there was no Reagan. There was Cypher. The One...
On to chapter 3.