Tell me what u think of chapter 4

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Charlie moved his head so his eyes appeared at the top. He kept thinking and Morpheus kept his hands still. He stood up and turned to look at Neo, they stared into each other's eyes. He shook his head left to right. He walked up to the wooden doors.

Morpheus: "Remember there is no turning back"

Charlie swung open the door.

Charlie: "This is nuts"

Charlie left the building and sat on the steps.

Morpheus: "We'll have to give up him as well"

Neo: "No, I believe he knows a great deal even if you won't help me I'll get him"

Charlie was walking down the street again back to Library to find Trip.

Charlie: "Trip, here boy"

There was no reply so Charlie kept waking. He checked the alleys and saw him curled up in a cardboard box. He picked him up and cuddled him. He walked down to the Library front and walked in to pick up his backpack. He waked out and found another place to sleep for the night. He unzipped the front pocket of his backpack and pulled a few dog biscuits, he lowered them to Trip's mouth and grabbed them in his mouth and crunched them up. He checked his money again and found himself low on it. He leaned back and fell asleep with his dog.

He woke to the sound of his stomach rumbling. Pushed himself onto his feet, picked up his backpack and patted his knees to wake up Trip. He headed to Food shop and pushed open the door, he waked over the sandwiches and stuffed a couple of packets into his backpack. He then grabbed another and waked up to the counter.

"Forty pence please"

Charlie handed over the forty pence, smiled and walked out. His smile turned into a frown. But ripped off the top of the packet and eat the sandwiches.

He popped the last piece into his mouth and dropped he packet into the trash bin. Just then a black car pulled up, the car he recognized. Trip turned and ran behind. Charlie came to a halt and waited for signs of Agents. The doors clicked open and three agents came out pulled out their pistols.

Just when he was getting ready to run the pain his ankle kicked in again, before it seemed like every had disappeared. He just couldn't run.

Agent Smith: "Hello Mr Hollaway"

He raised his gun and fired a couple of rounds into his ankle.

Charlie: "AHHH! . . . you sick bitch"

Charlie collapsed to the floor. The two other agents walked over and picked him up from under the arms and then threw him in the back on the car.