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"Your behaviour these past few months has been interesting, Neo," he said. "You seem to havesuddenly obtained an ability to avoid danger, even in cases when such danger should have beenunavoidable. It is almost as if you know beforehand what is going to happen. It is almost as if you knowthe future."Neo remained silent, trying not to think too much about the screenplays for The Matrix Reloaded andThe Matrix Revolutions stashed away in his cabin on the Nebuchadnezzar."The One has many powers," the Architect continued. "Some degree of precognition among them. Butnever to this extent. Even the Oracle cannot see what lies ahead with such clarity.""Maybe I just get lucky," Neo said.The Architect arched a white eyebrow at him."Let's say I can predict the future," Neo said. "I know what I'm supposed to be here for. I know that youwere going to tell me that this is the sixth cycle of the Matrix, and that I'm the sixth anomaly. I know thatI have to make a choice. My predecessors all chose to go through that door to the Source, which wouldresult in the destruction of Zion and its eventual rebuilding. The Matrix will restart itself all over again,and the cycle will repeat itself. Am I right so far?"The Architect sat back in his chair. "Yes. Continue.""But I also know that the program Smith has gone out of control. If he is not stopped, he will spread likea virus throughout the Matrix, leading to the eventual downfall of the system. And you wouldn't wantthat to happen.""Interesting," the Architect commented after short hesitation. "Very interesting."Neo opened his mouth to continue, when a wave of nausea made him close his mouth again. Heswallowed; but a familiar tingling sensation had started making its way up his limbs.Oh no, Neo thought as he recognised the experience of inter-dimensional travel. Not again.Then in a sudden explosion of feeling, the tingling turned into a searing pain that shot through him;ripping his mind out of the Matrix and his body out of his universe into blackness, forcing him through atemporary inter-universe void filled with nothing but the scream echoing in his mind.Several universes away, a young teenager named Ted Logan jolted out of his sleep. He staredunblinking into the darkness of his room, his pulse racing. There was something familiar about thesudden mental intrusion he had felt. A connection he had not sensed since…"Neo?" he whispered, but nobody heard him.And then he too was grabbed out of his world.