Neo raced through the crowded streets. He did not know where Smith had taken Horizon, but he had to find her. He looked to the sky. It was dark and the clouds covered the moon. A slight wind brushed his cheek. He began talking to himself as he if he was talking to Horizon. "You are only fifteen... I took you under my wing, somebody should." He kept searching for some sort of clue, but there was nothing. "They have persuasive ways. You'll believe what they say. It won't be long until you do exactly what they want you to...it's just a question of time, it's running out for you..."
He clenched his fists and looked to the ground as a tear slipped from his eye and fell to the ground. "Oh, Horizon, I'm so sorry. None of this should have happened. You should have gotten out."
Rain began to pour down, but Neo kept wandering the streets for Horizon. Despite his coat, the rain soaked right through him. He felt so weak, so empty.
So hopeless.
But he turned the corner and walked down a narrow street, and everyone vanished. Neo knew what was happening. He took a deep breath to collect his bearings and get prepared.
Everyone had vanished, except for one man, standing there in his suit and sunglasses. And he knew what Neo wanted.