Qui-Gon ran towards the clearing where they had left the others with the wrecked speeder, and took in a sight that was worse than he had ever dreamed. The initiates were gone. So was Jemmiah.

And Obi-Wan and Yoda were being pinned down by the REAL Krayt Dragon.

�I told you it was trying to distract us!� Qui-Gon�s voice didn�t even bother to conceal the trace of panic he felt growing within him by the second. He activated his lightsabre and prepared to run forward, feeling rather than seeing Kylenn and Simeon running up behind them.

�Oh, Sith!� Yelled Simeon in dismay, and closed his eyes. Kylenn threw herself onto the ground and did likewise. Mace and Qui-Gon did not have much time to stop and ask them what they hoped to achieve by their actions, as they both lunged towards the Krayt Dragon.

The Dragon growled, and lunged right back at them.

�Alright.� An-Paj scowled, striding out from the bushes. �Enough�s enough. Joke�s over.�

He walked right over towards Qui-Gon and Mace, who still stood in a classic defensive pose. �As pranks go, this was really rather sick.�

Abran and Bai looked at each other and shrugged. Neither had a clue as to what was going on. They stared in disbelief as An-Paj continued his steady walk towards the Krayt Dragon, until he stood right beside it.

�Clear off, there�s a good fellow.� He said to the Dragon.

The image vanished completely.

�But...how? If that wasn�t the real Dragon, where IS it?� Qui-Gon was almost afraid to ask.

�I think you should address that particular question to Master Yoda.� An-Paj fumed.

�Sorry?� Mace asked.

�This whole thing has just been an elaborate practical joke, care of the small green one there.� An-Paj pointed at Yoda. �There never WAS a Krayt Dragon. He�s just been trying to scare the Sith out of us all!�

There was a Seven-second pause.

�IT DAMN WELL WORKED!� Screamed Mace Windu as he raced up to Yoda.

�I don�t believe it!� Qui-Gon shouted.

�The kids were terrified!� Obi-Wan yelled.

�I WAS TERRIFIED!� Mace felt his voice go raw with emotion.

�I can�t believe you�d pull such a petty stunt in revenge for that fire extinguisher incident!� Qui-Gon growled.

�Not just for that. I think he was trying to test us under pressure, to see how we�d react in a horrible situation such as this. Which was the whole point of the Padawan/Initiate drive in the first place.� An-Paj supplied. �As well as having a laugh at our expense, is that not right Master Yoda?�

�I NEARLY WET MYSELF!� Mace was almost hysterical.

�Oh, don�t worry Mace. I think we�ll be calling in a few favors for this. I expect we could all do with a nice, long, initiate-free holiday. Isn�t that right, Master Yoda?� Qui-Gon�s� eyed promised revenge in no uncertain terms.

�And,� An-Paj continued, �Who knows how long it�s going to take for that stuff to come off your skin. I think there�s a nice, long relaxing stay at the healers in prospect for you, Master Yoda!�

Yodas� eyes widened from their usual sleepy expression.

�And let me assure you, Master. The hospital food is even MORE nutritious than the Jedi refectory.�

�Where�s Jemmiah?� Qui-Gon asked suddenly.

�I sent her away to hide with the initiates in the wrecked transport.� Obi-Wan said calmly, before bursting out angrily, �to get away from that damned Dragon!� He glared at Yoda.

�And she stayed there?� Qui-Gon replied, impressed, searching his padawan for any more wounds.

�She didn�t have a choice. I think they�ve all died of shock.� Kenobi gritted his teeth.

�Easy, Padawan. Mace and I�ll take a look. We�ll be right back.� He turned to the hero of the hour. �An-Paj? Could you make sure��

�My pleasure,� he replied, sitting down beside Obi-Wan. Kenobi looked at him miserably. �Although not yours, by the look of it.�

Simeon and Kylenn still sat on the ground, eyes closed.

�Has it gone yet?� He croaked.

*******

Qui-Gon walked over to the wrecked transport, just as he heard the replacement one coasting into sight. There was no sound from inside. Odd, he thought. The initiates were definitely still inside. He keyed open the door release and was met by several pairs of shining, frightened eyes.

�It�s OK.� He reassured them, as many tried to bound towards him and bury themselves into his robe. �Shh!�

�I think we�ve killed Jemmiah.� Sabra-Ni cried. �It�s my fault, and Toms says she�s going to come back and get me.�

Qui-Gon looked for the teenager and found her slumped against her restraints. �Mace,� he said, passing the children into his care, whilst moving towards her. Anxiously, he felt for a pulse, and was quietly relieved to find that it was strong.

�I think she�s just passed out.� Qui-Gon said to Mace Windu.

�We all thought she was dead for sure.� Toms said solemnly.

�And we couldn�t find out like we did with Padawan Kenobi, because we had an accident.� Kelda put in.

�Find out�what accident?� Frowned Qui-Gon as he untied the restraints.

�Isadora was going to stick her with her brooch pin.� Toms said with a smile. �But somehow, the pin ended up in her own shoulder.�

�Somehow?� Queried Qui-Gon.

�Just somehow.� Toms said airily.

Isadora held onto her wounded arm and glowered.

�I think An-Paj has another patient.� Jinn said.

*******

�Right! Walking wounded to the left.� An-Paj called. �All cripples and such like form an orderly queue to my right. � He looked about him. �Oh, sorry. You can�t, can you?�

�Will this take all night,� shivered Qui-Gon, still holding Jemmiah, �My foot�s gone to sleep and my brain is anxious to join it.�

�We shall do our humble best, Master Jinn.� An-Paj smiled, directing children and padawans alike onto the transport. �Your padawan is already securely aboard and awaiting his touching reunion with the healers. As will nearly everyone in this little party. Eh, Master Yoda?� He spared the taught form of the Jedi Master a quick glance as Healer Leona appeared from the craft to help with the injured.

�Krayt Dragons,� he muttered to Qui-Gon, �I�m never going to forget that in a hurry.�

�Neither are any of us.� Jinn replied as he followed the healer on board. He wondered, not for the first time, how An-Paj had managed to see Yoda�s little trick for what it was when the others had been truly convinced of the authenticity of the illusions. People had always claimed that the healer had unique intuition, and now Qui-Gon was beginning to see it first hand.

�How�s this one?� An-Paj nodded at Jemmiah.

�Sleeping. That shot you gave her seems to have knocked her out.�

�Probably just as well, considering the day she�s had.� An-Paj smiled fondly. �I think they,� he pointed at Bai�s drugged initiates, �are going to come out of today�s nightmare with the best memories of the lot.�

�I don�t know,� Qui-Gon stared at Jemmiah, �It�s not been totally wasted.�

�No experience is wasted, not even the bad ones. I seem to remember someone not a million miles away from me once saying that.�

Jinn smiled.

�This is the worst day of my entire life since Qui-Gon and I slid down that banister.� Mace Windu groaned. His wounded posterior was giving him real pain.

�Surely that was years ago.� Healer Leona asked him.

�It was last year.� An-Paj replied. �I should know. I was on duty at the time. Splinters can be very annoying things, isn�t that right, Mace?�

�Two grown men sliding down a banister?� Leona tutted at Mace, whilst throwing a fond glance at Qui-Gon when he wasn�t looking, �It�s disgraceful.�

�We didn�t so much slide as fall.� Mace mumbled.

�YOU fell.� Qui-Gon retorted. �You pulled me down with you. Why I got billed for the damage to the railings I�ll never know.�

�You�re taller.� Windu closed his eyes in exhaustion. �You took more of �em with you when you fell.�

�Aaaaachooo!� sneezed Qui-Gon.

�Master Jinn, you�ve caught a cold.� Leona fussed.

�It�s nothing a hot bath and a dry robe won�t fix.� He smiled wearily, as she abandoned ministering Mace Windu and hurried to aid the taller Jedi.

�Hey, what about me?� Windu frowned.

�You can�t be too careful.� She insisted.

�I got soaked twice.� Mace said.

�You don�t want to get pneumonia.�

�Hello? I said, I got soaked�oh, what�s the point.� He gave up.

The transport began it�s journey back towards the Jedi Temple, most of it�s inhabitants asleep or well on the way to being so. Qui-Gon checked on his padawan. The healing trance would last until they were safely back home, so at least the pain he had been experiencing would no longer be a problem for him.

Until he woke up at the healers.

An-Paj was by his shoulder again. �The trouble with that boy of yours is that I never know what piece of him to put together first. He�s like one of those puzzles the initiates are so fond of that you slot together.�

�Long may you continue to put him together again.� Qui-Gon said fervently. �As long as my padawan�s around, I have the feeling we�ll be needing the services of the healers on a regular basis.�

He felt a little hand reach up and tug him slightly on his cloak.

�Master Jinn?� The sleepy face of Sabra-Ni peered up at him.

�What is it?� Qui-Gon asked kindly, bending down to her height.

�I hope Jemmiah�s going to be fine. And Butterscotch. I hope I didn�t hurt her.�

�Butterscotch?� Jinn�s face broke into a frown. �What do you mean?�

�The baby, of course.� Sabra-Ni yawned. �That�s what it�s going to be called. Butterscotch-Cup cake-Candyfloss��

�Over my dead body!� Qui-Gon snorted, as he saw An-Paj�s shoulder�s shake with laughter. �Butterscotch Cup cake Kenobi, indeed!�

�Awww! Sweet, just like it�s mother.� Cooed An-Paj.

�And just as likely to give you a belly ache!� Qui-Gon replied acidly. �Talking of which, it seems she�s beginning to wake up.� He stared at An-Paj with pleading eyes. �Give her another shot, before she�s completely conscious and making my life a misery?�

�Too late!� Crowed An-Paj. �I think your former ward is back in the land of the living again. Maybe you should speak to her. If you don�t frighten her off with that black eye of yours. Granddad!�

�Thank you.� Jinn glared. �Wish me luck.�

�Break a leg!� An-Paj smiled.

Qui-Gon stared at him.

�Sorry. You probably have to be a healer to fully appreciate that one.� An-Paj apologized. �I suppose it�s back to pulling ticks off Mace Windu�s skin then.� He said with a sigh.

As he walked over to Jemmiah, Qui-Gon felt himself tense. He�d allowed things to get really bad between them, unnecessarily so, and putting things to right would be a challenge. He hoped he hadn�t left things too late.

�Master Jinn?� Jemmiah was still somewhat groggy.

�Yes. I�m here.� He smiled. �How are you feeling?�

�Better than you�re looking.� She blinked. �That eye is a real picture.�

�Everyone is so full of compliments today.�

�I was thinking something before I drifted off�it was important.�

�What?� He asked carefully.

�It�s foggy.� She shook her head. �I can�t think�oh, yes. We forgot the Keeper.�

�Who?�

�The keeper. We left him amongst the trees. You know, the one who shot Mace in the��

�Oh, him. I�m sure he�ll be safe.� Jinn smiled. �He�s got his gun, if needs be.�

�Hmm.� Jemmiah looked doubtful. �If you say so.�

�Just relax and try not to worry.� Qui-Gon smiled. �You�re safe now. Nothing can happen.�

She frowned.

�We could crash.� She said.

�Remind me to never reassure you again!� Qui-Gon glared.

*******

As the light began to bleed into the dawn sky at Coruscant zoo, Dylain Bonar felt himself gradually waken from what appeared to be the strangest dream he� ever had in his life. Something really freaky; with Jedi, and children and animals being loose and running around wild, terrorizing the visitors. He shook his head in an effort to clear the cobwebs. Must�ve been the pepper in the Durnebi fry-up he had last night. It always made him have strange dreams�

Shouldering his gun, he wondered briefly how he had no knowledge of the night before, or what he was doing here. He also noticed that one of his shots of tranquilizer had been used.

Well, back to another day of noisy tourists and animal dung.

And that horrible Krayt Dragon.

As he staggered his way back towards the path, he could have sworn that somehow he was being watched�

*******

When Obi-Wan woke, it was as if a blinding white light were being shone in his face. He blinked to try and clear his vision, but everywhere was filled with that all-pervasive brightness. Briefly, he wondered if he were dead. There were many tales told of people who had left their bodies and drifted towards a powerful light source, peacefully floating away to the next existence.

Except that he felt as if he were rooted to a table, not peacefully drifting anywhere.

He screwed up his face, and gradually became aware of a voice calling his name.

�Obi-Wan?� came the concerned voice, sounding as if it were under water. �Obi-wan? Can you here me? Time to wake up.� A blurry figure failed to come into focus, and tapped him strongly on the side of the face. �Still pretty much out of it.� Mumbled the voice.

�You think he�s bad? You should take a look at the other one.� Rejoined a second, female voice.

�Come on, lazy. We have to start on those other injuries of yours.� The first voice came back.

Was he dead then? Surely not. If he were dead, he wouldn�t feel as if his throat had been burned away by a lifetime of drinking cheap Corellian Brandy, or his head full of Master Yoda�s porridge. The voices seemed familiar to him, though. If he managed to pay attention long enough perhaps he could work out where he was.

�I should let him sleep if I were you.� A third voice put in.

�Is it true?� The second female asked. �About a certain person in our care?�

�I haven�t been able to establish the facts of that particular case.� Admonished the first voice.

�If it is, he�ll not be getting much in the way of sleep for a very long time!� The second voice replied.

There was a small pause, followed by the sound of small heels clipping against a floor of some kind. A warm hand descended upon Obi-Wan�s head, brushing the spiky hair backwards in a comforting gesture. �Poor boy. He doesn�t know what he�s in for.�

Kenobi wondered briefly if he�d been captured whilst on some mission with his master, and his captors were devising some new and horrific torture for him.

�All that screaming in the morning.� The male voice sounded sympathetic, rather than sadistic. �Having to get up at all times of the day. Suddenly, you no longer have a life. It�s all Master Jinn�s fault. I WARNED him what would happen if he chose to brush this aside, but he never listens to anyone.�

Was that amusement in the voice, wondered Obi-Wan blearily. What was all that about his master, anyway?

�That�s unfair.� The third voice sounded defensive. �Master Jinn�s a very good man. You�re just��

�Stirring, yes. I am.� Replied the male.

The bright light began to fade a touch, and the blurred shapes began to take form. Something about this whole situation gave Obi-Wan a very bad feeling�

�We�re almost ready for Master Windu.� Another voice, much younger and feminine entered the fray.

�Good,� replied the male, �I�ll have the holo-cam ready to take some close ups. Master Jinn made a special request on that matter. It�ll be good to flex the old rubber gloves again, rather than attend ailing children who�ve overindulged on too many sweet things.�

There was a brief, muffled conversation that Obi-wan didn�t catch. �Could you give that Isadora child her first anti-giromalthic injection?�

Isadora? Why did that name sound familiar?

�Are you sure you don�t want one of the others to do that, in light of what she�s already managed to do this morning?� The second female said.

�She�s got to learn. And I can�t think of a better patient to learn on.� The voice was full of smug satisfaction.

�You�re in the wrong profession. You�re supposed to be caring and full of compassion.�

�I AM!� Came back the mock-indignant voice. �Always!� He leaned over and started slapping Obi-Wan on the face again. �Hello, young man. Wakey-wakey! We have your own special bed made up for you, and Leona�s just finished plumping up the pillows for you, haven�t you Leona?�

�That�s right!�

Obi-Wan tried to speak, but it came out like a dry squawk.

�Don�t try that yet, lad.� The male voice said. �Your throat is all raw with the tube from the stomach pump, just like last time. You remember, don�t you?� The light that had been blinding him vanished suddenly with a click.

Stomach pump!

�You�ll be better in a few days. Well, I think we�re ready to take him down to Kenobi Ward. Carry on, Leona!�

�Yes, An-Paj.�

An-Paj!

The figure zoomed out of focus again as Obi-wan felt himself being whisked away on a repulser lift trolley. He�d thought he had been dead. Then he thought he was going to be tortured. The reality was much, much worse.

He was at the healers!

Jemmiah watched as Obi-Wan was shunted into the distance on his repulser lift trolley and heaved a sigh. It always ends here, she thought sadly. Unfortunately, this time fate had decreed they show him some solidarity and suffer with him. Much as she cared for him, she could really have done without that.

�Evla�s on her way over.� An-Paj said briefly as he past her on his way to see to Master Windu. �Have you been attended yet?�

�No.� she frowned. �To tell you the truth, I kind of ran out mid-consultation.�

�Why?� He halted in mid step.

�Because Leona�s got cold hands.� She said sarcastically. �It hurts. And I�m a real coward when it comes to pain.�

�It�s going to get a lot more painful if you leave it.� An-Paj pointed out reasonably. �The sooner you�re treated, the sooner you can get home.�

�Yeah, next week if I�m lucky.� She moaned.

�That�s the spirit!� An-Paj beamed. �I�m sure we�ll be seeing a lot more of each other over the coming months, so it�s probably just as well we start off on the right foot, wouldn�t you say?�

�Sorry?� Jemmiah squinted at him. �What do you mean?�

�Well, what with you being an expectant mother I�d assume you�ll be down here quite frequently on the run up to the big event.� He thought he saw all the color drain rapidly from her face. �Don�t worry,� he continued cheerfully, �I�ll ask Leona to warm her hands up first.�

Jemmiah looked as stunned as if she�d been hit full tilt by a speeder. Had he really said�expectant.. mother?

�Oh. Sith.� She swallowed before she passed out with shock.

*******

�And how are you, Padawan?� Qui-Gon asked.

Obi-Wan pulled a sour face and then gestured despairingly to his throat.

�Oh. Yes, I forgot about that.� Qui-Gon mumbled apologetically. �I don�t know how this sort of thing always happens to you.�

Because there is some unseen agent at work who has nothing better to do than say �I wonder what I�ll do today? I know, we�ll go and torture that Obi-Wan fellow. Let�s see what new variants of misery we can inflict upon him now.� Kenobi lay back on his bed, utterly convinced of the fact that the force had it in for him.

�Still, maybe that will teach you to play around with alcoholic substances, especially when left in charge of small children.�

Small children? Obi-Wan knew that the kids had been in charge of themselves right from the word go.

�But, that is the least of your misdemeanors, Padawan. I think when you are better, we are all going to have to sit down and have a little chat.� He looked at his wrist chrono and groaned. �Which is nothing like as bad as the talk I�m going to have with Evla in a short time from now.� He glared at Obi-Wan, forgetting for a moment that he was in a hospital bed. �You have a lot to answer for. Believe me, you�ll be paying for it for the next twenty years or so. And that poor foolish girl. This is exactly the sort of thing I was dreading happening. Why do you think I tried to keep you apart in the first place?�

�Because you�re horrible?� Kenobi managed to croak.

Qui-Gon looked shocked.

�I have never been horrible to you. It�s a pity I hadn�t, otherwise you might not be in the position you�re in now.�

�In hospital?� Obi-Wan squawked.

�You know what I mean.� Jinn said coldly.

�No, Master. I don�t.� The padawan rubbed at his throat, confusion showing in his eyes. �I�m referring to your girlfriend who is having your child.�

�PARDON?!� Obi-Wan sat bolt upright, not caring about the pain in his larynx or anywhere else for that matter.

�I thought you knew?� It was the master�s turn to be surprised. �I thought Jemmiah said��

�No. She didn�t.� Obi-Wan�s jaw was in danger of hitting the floor.

�Oh.� Jinn squirmed. �I�m sorry. This must come as a bit of a shock to you.�

�A BIT?� Kenobi spluttered. �Master, I�m only twenty one. I�m too young for all this.�

�At twenty one, the parts that do all the damage are fully functional.� Jinn retorted.

�SITH!� Swore Obi-Wan, looking more and more haggard by the moment.

�Quite.� Came back his master�s reply.

�Evla will KILL me.� His strained vocal chords managed.

�Not if I get the chance first.� Qui-Gon warned him. �You haven�t heard the end of this.�

Obi-Wan�s dismay was palpable. He really wanted to hide himself away, like he used to do when he was little, or Bruck Chun had been picking on him. Reaching for his pillow, Kenobi placed it over his head. It was the next best thing�

*******

�I am NOT having a baby.� Jemmiah was adamant. �I mean, I�d know.�

�Then you won�t object to being checked over.� An-Paj replied. They�d carried her into a small cubical with a privacy curtain. Jemmiah had a long memory when it came to those things�

�But I can�t be.� She almost wailed.

�I�m sure Obi-Wan will stick by you.�

Jemmiah closed her eyes.

�You�ve been feeling sick recently, haven�t you?� An-Paj asked.

�It was Simeon�s drink! He put Cherryblade in it. That stuff makes me chuck up like a volcano.�

�Delightful.� The healer said dryly. �Have you been feeling tired?�

She frowned. �Well, yes. A little.�

�Strange food cravings?�

She looked really uncomfortable. �Yes.� She swallowed.

�Take the test. Put your mind at rest.�

�This is ridiculous!� Jemmiah was getting really angry. �Who told you this, anyway?�

�Simeon.�

�And you�d take the word of a man who looks like he�s been floating in a pond for over three weeks?� Her voice was starting to rise.

An-Paj was looked doubtful again.

�All I�m saying is that there are certain rumors flying about as to your welfare. How they came about is not my concern. You are my patient, and as such I cannot make an accurate assessment on how to proceed without this information.� He folded his arms. �Take the test. Please.�

She stared at him.

�Fine.� She said. �I�ll take the stupid test. And then I�m going to find out who�s been spreading these tales about me and then there�s going to be a bloodbath.�

�I�ll have Dimallie on standby with a mop and bucket.� He handed her the small testing kit. �Here you go.�

*******

Qui-Gon looked at An-Paj.

�She says she�s not pregnant.� The healer said.

�Really.� Qui-Gon shook his head. �That�s not what she said to me earlier today.�

�Did the word baby ever come up in conversation?� An-Paj asked curiously. �When I mentioned it to her she was so shocked that she blacked out. That seems to be a rather dramatic reaction to news she already knew.�

�Obi-Wan didn�t know, either.� Jinn frowned. �And yet I��

�I think we�ve possibly got a case of crossed wires here.� An-Paj smiled.

�You think so?� Qui-Gon didn�t look particularly reassured. �It was that little blonde haired initiate that you�ve got in for blood poisoning that told me about Jemmiah. When I saw them together in the barn I rather assumed the worst.�

�Well. Let�s just hope we�ve all made a little mistake.� An-Paj joked, �as opposed to your padawan making one big one.�

�The funny thing is,� Qui-Gon said softly, �this whole thing has helped to bring myself and Jemmiah back together again. I was so furious when I heard, to start with. And then��

�Then what?� An-Paj prompted.

�I sort of got used to the idea.� He shrugged. �It�s probably for the best.�

�Probably.� An-Paj nodded.

Jemmiah stalked out wearing a look of utter disgust.

�Here,� she said, thrusting the kit back at the healer, �it�s not going to tell you anything I couldn�t.�

She looked at Qui-Gon. Well, that explains why he�s been fussing all over me, she thought. Poor Obi-Wan! I hope this farce never gets back to him! In a way, she was sorry that she wasn�t pregnant. If she were, she would have a legitimate excuse not to marry that spineless grease-stain of a cousin. Nobody would want second hand goods. Especially something that had obviously been tampered with�

�I�m sorry.� Qui-Gon held up his hands. �Really. I always jump to the wrong conclusions where you�re concerned.�

�That�s because you NEVER listen to me.� She half smiled. They regarded each other for a moment before Qui-Gon embraced her in a gentle hug.

�Mind the ribs.� She growled. As she straightened up, something metallic tinkled on the ground. Qui-Gon bent down to retrieve the shiny, metal object.

Jemmiah frowned at it. �Ohhhhhhhhh! That�s where it went.� She laughed quietly. �I was wondering where that had got to.�

Qui-Gon held up what appeared to be an old fashioned key for closer inspection.

�Jemmiah!� He warned.

�Well, they agreed to be chained to that railing. It�s not my fault I got side tracked by cannoid initiates, giant snake things and non-existent Krayt Dragons, is it?� She stared at Qui-Gon. �Master Jinn? Hello? Are you OK?�

She waved a hand in front of him. �HELLO? He�s off again, An-Paj. I wish he wouldn�t do that.�

Qui-Gon stared away into space, eyes blank.

It occurred to him that part of the visions of his time in the zoo had not come true. The one about Obi-Wan being attacked by a giant, tentacled creature outside a deep-sea tank. Why? Was this one of MASTER Yoda�s future type visions?

�MASTER JINN?� Jemmiah squealed in his ear, as he suddenly seemed to snap back to the present. �Thank Sith for that!�

He shook his head. �If Obi-Wan ever goes back to that place, please remind me to warn him to stay away from the water world section.�

�Yeah, right.� Jemmiah looked at him in a puzzled manner. �Whatever you say.� She blew out a deep breath. �I�m just glad today is over and we can all go back to normal.�

�Me too.� Smiled Qui-Gon, with his arm over her shoulder.

An-Paj stood propped against the wall, studying the results of the test. He twirled it in his hands.

�Er�Jemmiah.� He smiled. �Would you care to have a little talk?�

THE END
(Or is it just the beginning?)