THE MATRIX

Chapter 7 Searching for The Ancient One

The men who caught me, knows something about Morpheus. Now, they will Observe me Daily, I know. "My colleagues believe that I'm wasting my time with you but I believe you wish to do the right thing," he presumed. "We're willing to wipe the slate clean, give you a fresh start, all that we're asking in return is your cooperation in bringing a known terrorist to justice," he said. "Yeah," nice speech, I would say, "wow, that sounds a really good deal, but I think I got a better one. Cooperation your foot, will you just give me my phone?" I heard enough. "Mr. Anderson," then takes his sunglass and put it on, " you disappoint me." "You can't scare with this Gestapo crap, I know my rights. I want my phone, now," I notice he's a windbag. "Mr. Anderson, what will you do for a phone if you're unable to speak?" he remarked. Then I felt, my mouth got numbed. This is unnerving and even more disturbing when I was about to scape, but they bragged me into the desk. "You're going to help us Mr. Anderson, whether you want to," and the gadget thing they're holding became like a parasite insect. It's like swirling in and came inside my stomach. Then, I realized, that was just a dream when, I just dropped down out of my bed. A horrible nightmare. That night, I don't ever want to fell asleep. Even starting to close my eyes.  

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I decided to find this Morpheus,  Trinity says he can help me with my diff'culties but, she told me that it's his Natural tradition to blindfold me first. What? Because maybe, I'll spilled him out? "It's Confidential." She added. So I readied myself to this man.  I ride on to their car, going to this some Old Abandoned Apartment. After leading me to his door, tying out my blindfold, Trinity told me, "this is it. Let me give you one piece of advice, be honest. He knows more than he can imagine." Then we entered, Morpheus, standing in the window pane, said, "at last." So this is he, "welcome to you, as you no doubt have guessed, I am Morpheus." I really don't know him personally so, I just raised my hand for a handshake, " it's an honor to meet you." "No, the honor is mine. Please, come, sit," he's very welcoming, I noticed. Then, he closed the door, what's all this? "I imagine, that right now you're feeling a bit like alice, tumbling down the rabbit hole, hmm?" does he know my troubles? "You could say that," I answered. "I can see it in your eyes," oh, he's observable. "You  have a look of a man who accepts what he sees, because he is expecting to wake up. Ironically this is not far from the truth," he continued. What does he mean? "Do you believe in fate, Neo?" He sternly asked. "No," I just said. "why not?" He wondered. "Because I don't like the idea that I'm not in control of my life," I told him. "I know exactly what you mean," he sat with a controlled smile. "Let me tell you why you're here, you're here because you know something. What you know you can't explain, but you feel it, you felt it in your entire life. That there's something wrong with the world you don't know what it is, but it's there. Like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad, it is this feeling that has brought you to me," he's  fully considerable. And he's right.