More huge feet are standing around you when you awaken, only now most of them seem to be stationary, which is a blessing. Two in particular catch your eye.
There is one on either side of you, and they seem to be wearing high heeled black leather boots. You crane your neck upwards to try and get the merest glimpse of whoever they belong to, only to find that selfsame person doing the same to you. A mountainous face is getting even bigger as it gets closer, and the sunlight is blocked out as knees bend.
A finger descends towards you, and you are scooped up into its fingernail, brought even closer to the face, to the eye, which regards you with some interest. The finger tilts, spilling you into the palm of a hand, which is unbelievably warm to the touch.
Now you think that you can recognise the face. Someone from a movie...
No!
It's Carrie-Ann Moss, who played Trinity in the Matrix... You thought that those guys looked familiar. Could that film have been true? You have plenty of time to think over the possibilities as the woman begins to walk away, her hand held upright at waist level now.
A few minutes later, somewhere safer, presumably, she lifts you up again, but keeps you far enough from her face that her whispered voice does not blow you away to your doom.
'You're lucky that I happened to find you, Tiny.' she whispers. 'Who knows what other plans those Agents had in mind for you?'
That pretty much confirms your theory then. Your opinion of yourself suddenly grows when you think how powerful you must have been to pose a threat to the Agents.
'I know what you're probably thinking - yes, I am Trinity, the Agents managed to get almost perfect replicas of all of us working on that movie. The story is all but totally true too - if it were presented as a fiction on screen, people would be less willing to accept the possibility of a world outside the Matrix. Now, I have an important 'phone call that I must answer, only there's one thing i was supposed to do first.'
She smiles, although there is little humour in it. She looks tired.
'I just don't know how I could get you, in your state, to take a pill.'
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