PICTURE THIS: Motoko is walking in the street, which recesses deep into the depth of the moonlit city, she looks into a shop window, and sees naked white mannequins, then the store's lights are cut out, leaving her gazing into her own reflection as a tiny bell goes *chinnng* in the distance. She remains still for fifteen seconds without blinking; the curvature of her eyeballs is perfectly rendered, then she turns back, and sees a basset hound on the other side of the street, staring at her while wagging its tail. She stares back, mouth agape. Then we see her from behind the window, framed by two mannequins, backlit by blinding bluish-grey light. A choir of female voices goes *YOOOOOOOoooOOOOooooOOOOoooo* in a minor chord and we cut to a dizzyingly high angle shot of the scene from a rooftop where many pigeons are lined up. It starts raining. The pigeons fly away, and as they do, the camera focuses on one pigeon who remained in place, doing an extreme close-up of its bulbous eye as the silhouettes of its fellow birds in flight reflect upon its retina. As the camera slowly zooms in, we can also see a reflection of Motoko, who's staring back at it, mouth still agape, as rain pours down upon her Carey Ann Moss face and presumably right into her ice-blue eyes which are still open. The flock of birds can be seen reflected into the puddles of water at her feet. The bird blinks, and she disappears.
Can you guess what it means?
