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Game of Life

People are asking me these days: What is the "Game of Life" we are dealing with this whole summer? The only honest answer I can give is that I don't really know. I guess I lost myself in the entire story of our pioneer filmmaking project. It started like any other father-son benign tech play—it was sometime back in the middle of April when I was categorizing our pile of ordinary family video files and our 'cooking series'. So in a moment of 'light bulb floating above my head' I asked myself why we don't move one step further and create a little longer short film of some sort. So I asked Viktor, and he seemed thrilled about it, especially when I told him that he would play the major role, and from there our "Game of Life" project became reality and started growing and morphing into a real short movie, and after a little while began being more and more enjoyable and serious.


In short, after four months of all of our 'Hollywood' efforts, Viktor and I proudly present a science fiction short film based on "Game of Life", a cellular automaton game invented by John Horton Conway in 1970. Actually, this is the first episode in the potential series we called "Flares and Fireflies". We hope you will enjoy watching it at least as much as we enjoyed making it, and—this is important—please keep in mind that we are not really educated filmmakers or talented actors and that this is pretty much the maximum what we could do with all of our knowledge and modest technology we used, to say the least. If you like it, after the movie, later in the post, is the story of how and where we made it, the entire script, some blooper stories, and behind-the-scenes photos.


First of all, I hope you like our film, and for further understanding, what I would say about the core of its script is that it tells a story about a young boy who's following a glitch in the system, presented in real life as a firefly, through numerous portals to the place where he meets a man with the final orb, the artifact that seems to be a way in for full understanding of the life itself, its origin, and the rules it is built on. Just like in Conway's simple two-dimensional game, life itself could be the same—just a set of rules in some artificial zero-player game that, on a quantum or molecular level, provides results of interactions of main ingredients.

That was about the "Sci" part of the "Sci-Fi" genre. The fiction that follows the story is in the fact that life might be fully artificial in origin. In other words, the film explores the rules of evolution that are not intended to be seen or understood by everyone. Even those chosen to dive into the game by random case or by complex rule outcome are not able to understand the principles at once. If you are asking now how the game of life really looks from the inside and behind white-green wireframes, well, you will have to wait for another episode. But is there going to be another episode? The honest answer is that I don't know. I really don't. So far we only have ideas, and from there to the final file is a long way. We'll see.


This long way with the first episode started with the script. Believe it or not, the first draft and the final scenario were not too different. It slightly changed, but only because of technological restrictions and improvisations. Ever wonder what a script looks like for short films like this one? Here it is in full:

01. Wakeup 1 - Strange sound? Nothing. Going back to sleep.
02. Wakeup 2 - Light appears. Goes through the door.
03. Getting out of bed, following light.
04. Following light upstairs.
05. At the balcony. Light and mild explosion. Artifact on the table.
06. Examining the artifact. First portal appears.
07. Light goes into abandoned house.
08. Appearing in abandoned country house.
09. Following light.
10. Second artifact. Goes through second portal.
11. Ending in the sea. Getting out on the beach. Stealing dry clothes.
12. Wandering dirt road.
13. Entering lighthouse site. Following light.
14. No artifacts here. Watching the lighthouse.
15. Seeing multiple flashes on the horizon over the site.
16. Site reappears in white wireframe only. People too.
17. Standing up in wireframe.
18. Checking a man who's reading Kindle.
19. Looking wireframe hands.
20. Kindle man: 'Everything is white. Isn't it?'
21. Looking at the Kindle man again. Everything back to normal.
22. 'Did you see it too?'
23. 'No. But I saw it once before. Different lighthouse though.'
24. 'Where? When?'
25. 'Long ago... When I was about your age...'
26. 'But... What does it mean?'
27. 'I beleive it is a game. Not everyone can see it.'
28. 'What kind of game?'
29. 'I never found out really.'
30. Reaching for the backpack. Taking out the final artifact.
31. 'But maybe you will. I think this belongs to you now.'
32. Taking the artifact. It starts glowing.
33. Going back to beach.
34. Going back to abandoned house.
35. Going back to balcony.
36. Wakeup 3 - Realizing it was a dream. Going back to sleep.
37. Sleeping. Zooming hand. Hand is going wireframe.
38. Back to normal. Light on the hand.
39. Light goes to the clock table.
40. Artifact appears.

In the end, "Game of Life" is composed out of 50 scenes filmed on four major locations. Two of them are Viktor's room and our living room, decorated with green screens for the occasion. The adventure starts and ends in the main character's room, and the only dialog is filmed in front of a green background and merged with the coastal background we took in Greece. Unfortunately, technologically speaking, this is the weakest chain in the movie, and not only because of our lack of efforts. "Chroma key" software within Adobe's "After Effects" didn't cope too well with the modest laptop I have used to run it through. It failed and crashed too often during rendering, and it got the last nerves out of me. If you add to all the struggles that the consumer dSLR (Nikon D5200) we used to film is not perfect for audio capture without an external microphone and the fact that we had to record audio separately, I have to say that I am not really satisfied with the dialog scene, but in the end I'd like to think that this is the best I could do with editing that part of the film.


However, this film would not be possible without a lighthouse, as it plays a major role in the story, and we found it just 20 kilometers from our hotel during our summer's vacation. It was located some 30 kilometers away from the famous Greek city of Corinth, built on a rock at the end of a small headland with tremendous views to the entire Corinthian gulf. We spent three days on the site and nearby beach and finished all the 'Greek' scenes and enjoyed amazing time on local beaches and restaurants. In the above photo, Viktor, with our 'nerf' portal stone preps, is posing in front of 'Faros Melagavi', not far away from the 'Vouliagmenis' lake where we filmed the last portal scene, and also just next to the ancient archaeological site of 'Heraion of Perachora' - a sanctuary occupied by a real oracle, just like the one in Delphi, dedicated to the goddess Hera and built in the 9th century BC by some Corinthian ancient cult. Here, just next to the old ruins of the temple of Hera, I found a stone perfect for the background of the green screen dialog scene. Before we went to Greece, I 'scouted' the entire site with Google Maps and photos people took and posted in Google's gallery, and all I have to say is that it looked perfect for filming, just like I hoped for. Very little improvisation was needed for 'running' and 'firefly' scenes. The same was with filming the 'portal' scene on the beautiful sandy beach of Vouliagmenis Lake, which is actually a lagoon connected to the Corinthian gulf and Ionian Sea with a narrow strait.

Finally, the fourth location we used to film intermediate portal scenes belongs to our special place—a village in eastern Serbia where we spent many vacations and weekends in the past. The name of the village is Guševac, and I mentioned it before on the blog on numerous occasions. With its intact mountain spirit, it was our first choice. The very first scene was actually filmed here in the abandoned barn. I intended to use nearby forests for additional scenes for the second portal, but due to the complexity, I gave up on that idea. It would be visually great, but it is not really that connected to the main story.


If you ask me what I liked the most behind and before the scenes of "Game of Life", without a doubt I say it was the entire adventure of making it. It started as a father-son summer play and in the end, this is what it really is: endless fun of filming scenes, creating scripts, directing the plot, improvising the story and scenes, and enjoying all the bloopers and laughter on all 'sets', especially in Greece. I really can't say what was funnier to do. Even the editing was a special time with learning all new stuff and knowledge, and in a way I am now looking at movies and TV shows with different eyes and capturing all the perfect and imperfect flow of scenes with my new 'director' habit. A small regret and disappointment was the equipment. I know I am not a perfect director and cameraman, but I am more than positive that with at least a little better technology, including software and rendering computers, the final movie would be much better. At least it would mask or hide most of our imperfections and flaws.

One thing is for sure though: if you are thinking of filming your own short movie with a modest consumer camera and not so obeying a tripod, don't think twice; go for it, and however the result is non-ideal in the end, I guarantee you that the feeling will be just perfect.

Revelation of Life (Game of Life sequel):
https://www.mpj.one/2020/10/revelation-of-life-part-one.html

Game of Life graphic novel:
https://www.mpj.one/2017/03/gol-graphic-novel.html

Refs:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Conway_Game_of_Life
http://www.mpj.one/2015/12/is-life-zero-player-game.html
http://www.mpj.one/2016/08/cyclops-of-peloponnese.html

Revelation of Life (1) - The Orb

I don't know how to explain... I mean people have vivid dreams for sure. My best friend told me about his dream just the other day and boy... It was real horror story and it had everything, amazing heroes, real twisted villain and so much details with action to the level that even Stephen King would not be ashamed of. But me.. I don't know. It's so strange... 

My dreams have left me. Five years ago I had my last dream. Ever since then it's blank. The nights are just restful and uneventful. There's no remembering in the morning. And I am not sure that last dream was even a dream.
Game of Life - prequel
Game of Life - short film
Revelation of Life - part two


Revelation of Life
part one

five years later

I don't know how to explain... 

I mean, people have vivid dreams for sure. My best friend told me about his dream just the other day, and boy... It was a real horror story, and it had everything—amazing heroes, a real twisted villain, and so many details with action to the level that even Stephen King would not be ashamed of.

But me... I don't know. It's so strange... 

My dreams have left me. Five years ago, I had my last dream. Ever since then, it's blank. The nights are just restful and uneventful. There's no remembering in the morning. And I am not sure that last dream was even a dream. Hell... I know it was not a dream. I know because it is still here. In my room. 

The orb.

The strangest thing is that it's still glowing. But even more peculiar about it is that I am the only one who sees it. The glowing, I mean. The orb is not noticeable otherwise by anybody who visited my room. Except for my father, I saw him once taking it in his hands and inspecting it like it had some special meaning to him. Maybe because he was in my dream too. After all, he was the one who told me in the dream that life is just a game of some sort. He was the one who gave me the orb.

"Where did you get this orb from? It looks a little familiar. Old too." He asked me while rotating it and examining its perfect grey curve, seemingly not noticing the glaringness from one of the blue bulges carved on top of it.

"Ahem... you don't see it?"

"See what?"

"The blue node... Do you... Do you find anything unusual about it?"

He turned the orb and had a closer look at all three nodes, but I could tell he's not seeing anything unusual or extraordinary.

"The curvature is perfect, and it does look too heavy." He put it back on the small dresser next to the clock, where it was. "What is it anyway?"

"Just a decoration... Somebody gave it to me for my birthday on Sunday." I answered and turned, hoping he didn't see my disappointed expression. I never told him about the dream and the glowing orb. I never told anybody about it. I was afraid back then.

After five years, the fear was different. Instead, I was afraid for my sanity. After all the dreamless years I was starting to believe I was going crazy. But from the bottom of my soul... I don't know. All my rationality was telling me that there was more to the story. It's just a feeling telling me to wait. Telling me that the fear is irrational. Telling me that a new dream is coming.

I couldn't be more wrong.

Continues in Revelation of Life - Phil

Revelation of Life (2) - Phil

"You gotta be kidding!" - I was inspecting my father's face in search for any hint of a concealed smile that would explain a joke he was telling me. "You are actually suggesting that there is a two dimensional balloon surrounding our universe where real life is located and the 3D cosmos inside a balloon is just a holographic illusion? You are saying that you and me are actually living at the end of the universe and all these here are just holograms? That we are made of... what exactly.. light? Energy?"
Revelation of Life - part one
Are We Holograms?
Revelation of Life - part three


Revelation of Life
part two

Phil

Sometimes after lunch, my father and I enjoyed talking about different things, and on many occasions we exchanged opinions about science fiction, movies, and mysteries of the universe. That warm October day was no different.

"You've got to be kidding!" I was inspecting my father's face in search for any hint of a concealed smile that would explain a joke he was telling me. "There is a two-dimensional balloon surrounding our universe where real life is located, and the 3D cosmos inside a balloon is just a holographic illusion? You are saying that you and I are flat as two pieces of paper, actually living at the end of the universe, and all these here are just holograms?" For some reason I was unusually irritated by the silly physics. Although, on the other hand, if cosmology was not that strange to begin with, we wouldn't have that many great sci-fi shows and movies... "So, we are made of... What exactly... light?" Energy?"

He smiled. "Holographic particles. It's not a joke. Real science. A valid theory at least. Take black holes, for instance; they are still a big mystery. If Hawking was right, any black hole, no matter how massive, would evaporate over time. When that happens, all the information swallowed inside would be lost. The problem is that quantum dynamics is clear about it—nothing, especially information, can ever be lost. They say that information could be located somewhere else." He paused to allow the words to sink in.

"In the balloon? But in that case, what are black holes exactly? I mean two-dimensional black holes? The balloon would have no gravity? Wouldn't it? It's two-dimensional."

"You are actually right." He pondered the question for a bit but eventually gave up. "Great thinking! Another mystery of the universe. The gravity, I mean. Still not proved that it's actually a force. Nobody has ever caught those gravitons yet. Who knows, maybe that balloon is not that flat after all."

"Thanks Dad... Ok.. I have to go. Gotta finish a biology homework. But this is definitely worth googling for more. It does sound incredibly complex to be real. Besides, I don't think I'd like being a hologram." I stood up and headed for my room downstairs. "Or flat!" I added from the stairway.

It was the end of October, but the weather was beautiful and sunny, and it would be a waste to stay at home, so I decided to get out for a couple of hours and hang out with my friends. I hurried down to change and...

I was just a couple of steps away from my room when I saw all the familiar light glowing through the door with a low humming noise. Five years ago I would rush toward it, but now I hesitate. The feeling was still not ominous, though. Just like before. So I entered the room a little warily, half expecting a floating firefly roaming my room.

Instead, the orb was the source of both light and noise. It was hovering in the middle of the room, at six feet high, emitting soothing pulses in all rainbow colors. The moment I entered the room, the noise stopped and a pleasant male voice appeared from all directions.

"Please, close the door."

I shut the door quietly but stayed near. For a long moment, I have just stared. I tried to think what to do or say but came up with nothing.

"He was right, you know." The orb said after the longest moments I have ever experienced. The light coming from the blue nodes changed as it spoke.

"Who was?" I managed to calm down a bit. "Right about what?"

"Your father."

After the entire adventure five years ago, I didn't actually know what to anticipate. But I never expected anything like this.

"Who are you?"

The orb floated a little closer, but the voice still sounded like it was appearing from the thin air with a strange stereo effect. Just like it was coming from an invisible sound system hidden in the room walls.

"My name is Phil, and I'm glad we finally met."

Continues in Revelation of Life - Divulgence

Revelation of Life (3) - Divulgence

"After the longest minute of my life I finally regained my senses and rationality back and more importantly ability to speak. Well sort of. At the moment all I came up with was few incoherent words. After the longest minute of my life I finally regained my senses and rationality back and more importantly ability to speak. Well sort of. At the moment all I came up with was few incoherent words."
Revelation of Life - part two
Is Life a Zero-Player Game?
Revelation of Life - part four


Revelation of Life
part three

Divulgence

After the longest minute of my life, I finally regained my senses and rationality, and more importantly, my ability to speak. Well, sort of. At the moment, all I came up with were a few incoherent words.

"I... I'm... also glad to... meet you. Phil?"

The initial fear and tremble started to fade out, so I went to my desk and sat on the chair. The orb followed and kept the same distance.

"I am sure you have a lot of questions for me."

"Well... for starters, you could tell me who you really are? And... what is the meaning of all this? I mean, what happened five years ago..." I was trying to remember all the questions I had after I woke up that morning and found the orb on the clock table next to my bed. But now all the new ones started to form in my mind, and I was pretty confused. The orb definitely saw it on my face.

"It was five years for you, but where I came from, time is something entirely different. It was just a moment ago for me." Phil gave me a couple of seconds to sink in and then continued. "In my plane of existence, I am a student, just like you." - The orb made a slight position change and proceeded. "But let's go back to your conversation with your father a couple of minutes ago; it would be best for you to understand if we start from there."

"Yes... You said he was right. You mean a two-dimensional bubble around the universe is real? Are we made of holographic particles reflected by our true selves from the balloon surface?

"Yes and no." Phil continued to flicker in all colors while speaking. "The bubble exists all right, but it is created in four-dimensional reality. The only thing is that dimensions are not all proportional. One of them is larger than the others, and one is really tiny, speaking in physics terms. They are designed in that way in order to cast three-dimensional objects inside the bubble. Everything here in this universe is actually a three-dimensional shadow from the bubble surrounding it. Or to be precise, every four-dimensional object in the bubble is actively casting its own representation here."

"But how does this casting really work?" There was so much information for a high school student in just a couple of sentences, and only now I realized I missed the premise. "Wait. You said designed? Created? By whom?"

"By me, of course."

At this point, it occurred to me two more explanations of all this. Either I finally went 100% crazy and this was my first hallucination, or somebody is pranking me with some cool magic trick. I was about to announce to my new friend here that the first option is more likely, but he promptly continued.

"I am not God or anything like it, if you are thinking about it right now. Look at it this way: you here developed complex computers with the ability to render equally complex simulations. This is very similar. Where I came from, we use a sort of analogue computational device capable of creating sub-dimensional environments. We utilized those machines for education. This is one of them, and there are many more. Just like I hinted five years ago, this is similar to those zero-player games you are probably familiar with. I created only the initial states of the three-dimensional universe, and the rest came out of it by evolutionary steps. The best thing about it is that I can monitor what happens in snapshots. The time in the bubble is set to be very fast compared to my end."

The voice sounded excited while explaining. I took it as a sign of his character as a student who is still learning exciting things. I know I was no different either.

"But to answer your second question, casting is possible because the energy needed to cast objects from four-dimensional bubbles into three-dimensional interiors is coming from..."

"Fifth dimension!" I interrupted way more enthusiastically than him before. "The origin must be one dimension higher! You are a fifth-dimensional being!"

"Exactly right. Two out of two."

"Amazing! I once saw Carl Sagan's interpolation of the tesseract from 4D into its shadow in 3D. This is just like it, except we are talking now about a live universe that gave birth to life!"

"Not exactly."

"What do you mean?"

"It's not live. Actually, not a single universe in any simulations I've heard about ever succeeded with emerging life by their own."

"But... all the life here on Earth... how?"

"I created the model to assign a sentient driver to every object that's born naturally or artificially within the system."

"Sentient driver?"

"Something similar to the artificial intelligence from your world. Much more complicated, though."

"So, my conscience, like everybody else's in the universe, is just a software part of your bubble computer... What about free will?"

"There is no such thing. Biologically or otherwise. Free will is just an illusion coming from a vast number of variables. But don't take it inferiorly. In my world, sentient drivers are equal in complexity to real life, if real life is what I am supposed to be... Actually, nobody believes that even we could not be sentient drivers either. We could also be shadows of upper dimensions as well. Life as it seems is as much a mystery as it is here."

I found my way back to the chair. I certainly didn't expect anything like it. This really is the game; only we are all non-player characters in Phil's zero-player game that even he cannot deviate from the course of artificial evolution. Or can he? After all, he is talking with me from the fifth dimension in real time. The orb must be an anomaly of some kind. A back door to his own simulation.

"I know what you are thinking right now. And you can relax. I cannot read sentient minds; you are on your own. That's for sure. While I can project objects like this orb inside the simulation, I cannot affect evolutionary steps or interfere with the driver's actions. Not that it's forbidden or anything. It's just impossible by its nature. I can project a dream or two here and there, but this is not influencing the system with much significance. If at all..." - Phil made a significant pause here. I could tell by the light, and the glowing vanished for a long second. I couldn't describe exactly how, but when it came back, the feeling it radiated changed. "The thing is that this is my first educational project, and I shouldn't interfere in any way. But over time, I grew attached to this entire space it was created. It is really beautiful in more ways than you can imagine."

"Why then? Why are you doing it? Why are you talking to me?" The only question left at that point remained floating in the air, and I was a little afraid to raise it.

"Why me?"

Phil rotated, and the glow transformed into recognizable patterns. Images started to form on the orb's surface and change from one to another in a fast snapshot fashion. Some I recognized from the history lessons; others were unfamiliar and futuristic. Some looked alien but beautiful nevertheless. Then it returned to the regular form.

"Because..."

The orb floated a foot closer.

"I need your help."

I guess my sentient mind wasn't programmed to reply to this in any way, so I just cluelessly stared at Phil and his three blue shivering nodes and his smooth surface glowing in all colors I was familiar with and some I imagined seeing for the first time.

"I want you to help me to save the universe." 

Continues in Revelation of Life - Thea

Revelation of Life (4) - Thea

"Seeing me confused, Phil paused to give me more time to reflect. To be honest, I couldn't fathom how anybody would react to all this. Literally in just couple of minutes I have learned the origin of life and the entire structure of, well, everything. And yet, at that moment I felt like more is coming. Like the truth only started to unveil and I am about to understand the fate of what was undoubtedly beyond my comprehension.. The fate of the universe.. No less."
Revelation of Life - part three
Choosing Planets
Revelation of Life - prequel

To the loving memory of my father
November 6, 2020

Revelation of Life
part four

Thea

Seeing me confused, Phil paused to give me more time to reflect. To be honest, I couldn't fathom how anybody would react to all this. Literally in just a couple of minutes, I have learned the origin of life and the entire structure of, well, everything. And yet, at that moment, I felt like more was coming. Like the truth only started to unveil, and I am about to understand the fate of what was undoubtedly beyond my comprehension. The fate of the universe... no less.

"The universe is collapsing." Phil continued. "The very foundation of the casting sphere started to subside within itself, and there is nothing I can do from my end."

"Do you refer to those white frames I saw five years ago?" I recalled from the previous experience. "Those flashes of the world from normal texture to the frames from the lighthouse site where I was teleported?"

"No. Nothing like that. What I showed you before was just a dream I projected into your sentient driver. I wanted to introduce myself and show you a glimpse of reality. To ease this conversation a bit. As a matter of fact, this evolutionary biological world is the real deal. The danger is physically real and unavoidable." - The words emphasized the last sentence. "Teleportation is real, though. With the help of these primordial orbs, I can teleport any object anywhere in the universe just by taking it out of its dimension and putting it on the different sub-coordinates. Three-dimensional casting objects would follow accordingly."

"Actually, that makes perfect sense." I pondered the dimensional logic. "Considering that you are from one dimension higher." After all, the higher dimension is just a set of infinite numbers of its subdimensions. The flashes from the physics class and equations of relations between 3D and 2D came to my mind. It could be the same with higher dimensions, only vastly complicated... But something else he said started to bother me as well.

"Wait... You said primordial orbs? What did you mean by that? Are you saying this orb is here from the beginning of... time?

"Exactly. When the experiment started, I made sure dozens of orbs were planted inside the casting space. This is the only way for me to communicate with dedicated sentient drivers. One orb is an essential part of one driver. Your sentient is one of the few that originated from the very beginning. Other drivers are added later as the number of lives started to grow, but I can only communicate with those with orbs."

Everything so far bound to computing logic, including this. It was no different from the computer simulations or complex games with non-player characters and their AIs. But it was still theoretical in nature. All this could still be just an intelligent prank. I wanted proof. Something tangible. I remember what the feeling was like five years ago. It could still be that I was dreaming and the morning is about to break all this away very soon.

Although the thought about my conscience being as old as the first life on Earth for some reason filled me with pride and brought a hint of a smile to my face.

"So, sentient drivers move from one life to another after each cycle? You were saying I was bacteria once? Billions of years ago?"

Phil laughed. This was the first time I heard him amused. "Try paramecium." - He continued to chuckle, and I felt that familiar bonding and friendship starting to emerge between us. Despite being two dimensions apart, it looked like he was no older than me at all.

I pushed the thought away and remembered he said there were more primordial sentients. I was wondering if he used the orbs before to interfere with evolution in some ways or if he only wanted to attend the events from the front row.

"Where are the other orbs?"

"Scattered around the universe. None remained on this planet. Actually, there are none in this galaxy beside yours. Unfortunately, at the moment, all of them but two belong to sentients who are assigned to lower forms of life. You and Thea are the only ones I can count on. On the pros side, she is coming from a highly developed civilization, and we really need antigravity and antimatter bombshell devices from her world."

"What?!" As it seemed, this conversation couldn't get any nearer to not being full of unexpected surprises and unforeseen directions. "Bombs? What the heck are you..."

"We have to rip part of the universe. It's the only way to save the rest. I'll explain later." - Phil moved two yards away from me, and the light from the orb changed in both color and trembling frequency. "Hold on."

Moments later, a bright light came from the center of the room, and with a familiar, loud buzzing sound, a female figure appeared and fell to the floor. She unsteadily regained her posture and took off her large and obviously heavy backpack and carefully leaned it against the wall. The second orb appeared as well and joined the first one in free float.

She was around my height and wore simple white pants and a T-shirt with long boots to her knees. Her skin was heavenly blue and her hair long and black. Her bare neck contained almost hidden gills that pulsed as she said something in a soft and pleasant voice. Apart from gills and skin color, she appeared not much different than me.

Phil returned the greeting, no doubt in her language, and faced me again.

"Vicks, please meet Thea."

...to be continued