Trinity ushers me and Sherin toward him.

"And this must be Sherin."  He says, each word carefully shaped in his mouth.  "Thank you for coming to me.  You both show great courage in this act alone."

I disregard Morpheus's compliment, still in awe of seeing him, "You were the greatest hacker in the country." I gasp, "In the world!" I add, boldly.  

Morpheus chuckles.

"Don't get ahead of yourself Em.  There are some that can rival me."  He smiles quickly at Trinity.

"But then you just disappeared." I continue, "Now you just appear randomly as though from thin air, and then disappear back into the mists."  I say this half explaining to Sherin and half speaking in awe to Morpheus.  "Where have you been all these years?" I whisper.

"I have been freed from this world in which you are imprisoned." Morpheus says, his voice turning grave.  "And now I have to ask you, if you are ready to have the same happen to you.  If you are ready to give up everything you know, and free your mind to a whole new world of possibility and color."

My heart leaps.

At that moment, though, Apoch's cell phone rings, and he answers it.  After a moment of silence he curses under his breath and then shuts off the phone with a snap.  "Agents." He says, rising from his seat.

"Apoch. Are you sure?" Trinity says quickly, looking at Sherin and me.

"Operator confirmed it." He says, his voice full of dread.

"What? What are agents?" Sherin asks fearfully.

"Enemies."  Morpheus says.  "Trinity." He mutters. "We've got to get them out of here.  If you can buy them some time I can get them to safety."

She nods, her face taught with anxiety.

Morpheus leads Sherin and me out of the room

"Follow me," he says, breaking into a run as we get outside the back of the warehouse.  I can hear rounds of bullets begin to be fired as we flee.  I hold tight to Sherin's hand as we dash quickly in and out of the alleys and through warehouses till we reach a wide gap where the drainage waterway goes through. As we head toward it Morpheus speeds up, as if he's going to jump, but it has to be at least 15 feet across. There's no way we'd make it.  We're about to reach the edge and I shout to him, but at that moment he grabs both our arms in his great hands and takes to the air, flying over the jump with ease, Sherin and I dangling from his arms like rag dolls.  We both topple over as soon as we clear the gap and he helps us up and motions for us to continue.  We keep running doggedly until we reach another warehouse, where we slip inside and rest for a moment.

 "How the hell did you do that?" I gasp, catching my breath.

"Hell, Em," Morpheus says, "Has nothing to do with it."

He pulls out his gun.  Sherin's hand tenses in mine.

"Who are these agents?" I ask, my voice full of fear.

Morpheus pauses for a moment, and then speaks.

 "They are the ones who do not want you to escape this world."

"Why?" Sherin says, worried.

"The whys and hows do not matter at this moment. All you need to know for now, is that if these men catch you, they will kill you, and that the little skip I did over that watermain is one hundred times less impressive than any feat an agent can accomplish." 

He loads his gun and then stands, looking around slowly, "We have to keep moving."