"Code? You mean this is all some sort of.....html page???" Jackie kicked the side of the wall for good measure, hopping up and down while holding her foot. "Ow, ow, ow...one realistic html page."

She had this really sick feeling in the pit of her stomach that she was trying to disprove in her head. Neo couldn't be right. It just didn't make any sense...and yet it made too much sense. She was even wearing the clothes she left in, down to the way she'd tied her shoes that morning.

"So we're back? I mean...this doesn't look like Santa Barbara."
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Jacqueline Ann Spencer

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