Bidentatio Senium

The teacup shatters still.

After more than a year since Project Senium was released, a few of us returned to the Asylum. It was the first time in quite a while and it was great, albeit bittersweet. I had thought about returning earlier, on anniversary dates for Project Senium, and considered blogging some pensive and reflective thoughts on a subject already steeped in nostalgia. I thought better of it. But when opportunity arose to revisit the asylum, I couldn’t pass it up, nostalgia be damned.

We spotted two cops almost immediately and didn’t overreact while we continued our exterior reconnaissance. By the time we had scoped out the exteriors, we had seen the cops leave. We then began looking for a non-destructive entrance to the main, 13-story building. It actually took us longer than we thought. We had to give them credit, they had boarded up the place pretty good. Well, almost.

Once we were in, we swam in the swirl of emotions that come in a place like this and that we have tried to communicate in Project Senium. Revisiting the asylum is never dull, but it has become just that: revisiting. The truth is that it stopped being urban exploration a long time ago. Exploring means, at the very least, going places that you have never been to yet. So after countless trips, surveying the vast majority of buildings, and filming Project Senium, the Asylum is now too familiar to earnestly call our visits exploration. It started that way and urban exploration remains a fascination, but I can’t help but feel that it no longer applies in a literal. Now our minds explore the very the relationship between the Asylum and time itself. 

The Asylum offers other incentives beyond exploration. Familiarity does not dim the excitement of infiltrating locked and boarded buildings while avoiding detection by cops. Rather, familiarity adds a layer of enjoyment when you enter these abandoned spaces that house your own good memories of the first, second, tenth times you were there. For us, it is a refreshing return, known on a deeper and more intimate level than a cursory exploration, something that is only experienced with familiarity.

When compared to 5:41 in Project Senium, it's easy to spot the decline..

We slowly ascended up the 13 stories, bearing witness to the slow fade to every floor, most every room. Most of the furniture featured in Project Senium was now gone or destroyed and the murals once painted by patients were now defaced. I shared with my companion the words I had recently read from Victor Hugo, “Time is blind, man stupid.” The upper attic offered us a chance to get outside and message some of the others in the Project Senium crew that we wished they were here. We briefly discussed how the Asylum had spoiled us. By visiting the Asylum in better conditions in 2010/2012 and with over 100 buildings over 500 acres, any other location runs the risk of disappointing by comparison. We decided on a quick descent in order to visit the ward that housed the violent patients. So we repeated the process: avoid detection, find our way inside, explore every room, and take it all in.

Another thing that the Asylum offers is perspective. While numerous large buildings still sprawl the massive property, we have continually noted the rapid decline in conditions. (This was even the reason for pressing the creation of Project Senium.) You cannot visit the Asylum as it exists in Project Senium anymore. It has changed too much. Conversely, the Project Senium video would look very different if we started today. The technology has improved, but the Asylum has deteriorated. Interestingly, Project Senium was seemingly executed in something of a sweet spot between technology and conditions. Attempted any earlier, it would have been near impossible without the advances in drone and low-light technology. Attempted any later, and even less of the Asylum would be around for it. In spite of the rapid decay swallowing the Asylum, this perspective grants me gratitude for the unique opportunity we had to craft something both personal and meaningful. 

Nonetheless, the teacup shatters still. And though we have long witnessed the breaking, I can’t help it if I’m not satisfied when it doesn’t gather itself up again. 

Aborisco Senium

The other day we had the opportunity to return to the asylum featured in Project Senium for the first time in several months. At first, it seemed like a pretty normal visit. We arrived, easily found entrances old and new, put on masks, turned on lights, traversed hallways, scaled roofs, and took it all in. Returning to the asylum as often as we do, and even just from creating the Project Senium film, bred quite the familiarity with the place. We even played tour guides for our visiting friends and family by highlighting brief histories, pointing out significant features, and leading them to some our favorite spots. We had no need for floor layouts on our phone or to look out the window to navigate the labyrinth of rooms and corridors because, like a neighborhood, we have lived enough of our lives here to know it inside and out.

That's when something new happened. This familiarity with the asylum brought unforeseen results. It's not really new, but a fresh occurrence of a basic aspect of the asylum. As we pointed out locations, we started pointing out locations featured in Project Senium and from our other visits. This is where we filmed that particular shot, over there is where we held the Project Senium premiere, up here is where I dislocated my shoulder, and that's the building we spent the night in. Pointing these places out made me realize it: The asylum houses many memories and stories and we had added our own fresh layer to them. The notion becomes melancholic because the asylum is already in worse shape than when we filmed Project Senium and only worsening every day. While we knew conditions would continue to decline, I didn't quite realize that by adding our own memories to the place that we would feel that loss even stronger and more personally. Our return had become something bittersweet, like returning to the home you used to live in, the town that you grew up in, and finding it changed, or in this case, destroyed.

This is something the asylum has always been: a fading memory palace. I suppose this is but a sliver of what some before us must think about the asylum's abandonment and deterioration. Before we had to use our imaginations regarding the slow fade of a place so full of memory, but now imagination is no longer necessary. We have the experience. But unlike those before us, we don't just witness it's emptying, closing, or abandonment from afar, we witness it's decay and destruction up close. While it is a sad thought, it makes me even more proud of Project Senium, that we did what we could with what we had to preserve a little bit of this memory palace before it was completely gone, even as we committed our own layer of stories and memories to these halls. It is and always was a melancholic thought, the pantheon of lives, experiences, and stories lost and fading away within these walls. Are the memories we made the most important or deepest and the loss of them most tragic? No, but sometimes it's the freshest wound that hurts the worst.

Apertus Senium

When we started Project Senium we decided to try and make two things anonymous: our location and our identity. Our intention was to protect the location and protect ourselves. This is why Project Senium does not feature full credits. Directors, editors, cinematographers, camera operators, and many other positions are intentionally omitted. Even in correspondence with journalists and such we almost always signed it from the collective Project Senium. This effort of anonymity probably went unnoticed by most people but after 1 particular interview, the cat got out of the bag for anyone who would want to know our identity bad enough. While we are grateful for the protection being anonymous has granted us we feel it's time for that to change and to step out from behind the curtain. We feel it's time for us to step out of the shadows.

Who are we? We are Selladore Films. We are a small business that believes that stories matter and when we push the limits of style and technology we can create something completely unique, like our passion project: Project Senium.

What does this mean? This means the group of us at Selladore Films are very busy doing a lot of different projects as there are so many different stories in the world to tell. We get asked a lot about if there will be more from Project Senium and what location it would be. The truth is that we don't know what the future of Project Senium holds but we are exploring all possibilities and would love for nothing more than to continue telling stories through Project Senium. For me personally, Project Senium has been one of my favorite, if not my all-time favorite, projects to ever work on. Many things came together smoothly because we were inspired and we pushed through the numerous difficulties because we had passion. And for me at least, neither the inspiration nor passion have dwindled. So if we grow quiet and you want to know what's up with the creators of Project Senium, head on over to Selladore Films and see what other stories we are telling!

Mortale Senium

As another week passes since Project Senium's release and it draws close to 100,000 views it has been cool to see the feedback. It has largely been positive and for that I have been grateful. There has been a few people who didn't enjoy it and let us know that, but they are a minuscule minority. 

I love reading feedback. Even the negative ones. I scour them for any morsel of truth. Sometimes they make me laugh and other times they make my blood boil for a good 5 minutes. But I love to see people's reaction, what stuck out to them. As I read so many comments of all these articles, there's one that vastly outnumbers all the others. It often comes in the form of a question:

Why wasn't this place repurposed to be some form of housing, such as homeless housing or a hotel? 

This is a good question since, admittedly, we make no mention of this in the Project Senium film at all. The ongoing struggle of the nearby town and many failed proposals is all information that really didn’t factor into what we were trying to do. Again, Project Senium was an effort to preserve the experience of this place, not mention all the information of the place. So basically, it wasn’t a part of the story we were trying to tell. Still, our audience was left with a question. 

I’m keenly aware that probably less than 1% of our viewers read this blog, but this might be the only way I am able to offer an answer to that question. It really comes down to one word: Asbestos. I’ve mentioned it in these blogs before in passing, but it is ever-present at the asylum. Coming from the South, I didn’t really know what asbestos was before I first came to the asylum. But I soon learned that it was a substance used as an insulation only to be discovered decades later to permanently lodge itself on your lungs and cause forms of cancer. 

If you’ve seen Project Senium and our behind-the-scenes photos, you’ve seen us wear masks. That’s due to…you guessed it…asbestos. Not everyone who goes there wears masks, but for as often as we were there and given the fact that when you find out that you should've worn a mask it’s already too late, I religiously wore a mask for almost all my time inside these buildings. 

As you might imagine, given the health hazard and environmental impact, it makes the location completely unsuitable for immediate repurposing or any kind of housing. The asbestos would have to be first removed before it was demolished and, as it turns out, asbestos is quite costly to remove as it is environmentally unfriendly and is potentially hazardous for workers. This expensive removal process skyrockets the cost of remodeling or demolition efforts and essentially thwarts them single-handedly. 

So the asylum remains in limbo, impossible to remodel and too costly to remove. Kind of a Catch-22 for the town. It’s kind of fascinating in a way. It makes the very air poisonous but it also keeps the asylum stuck in time, a stalemate of intended purposes, unable to return to it’s original use, but also unable to completely end. It’s likely the only reason it has lingered this long…long enough for us to appreciate it and even for Project Senium to preserve it before nature and vandals run their course. 

Adversa Senium

We're so pumped to have Project Senium online and out there for everyone to see. After dreaming about it, planning, shooting, and editing it feels so good to have it out there and being received reasonably well. Looking at it from this side of the release it is easy to forget the obstacles and disappointments that we faced throughout the project and that is probably in part why others didn't create something like this before us. Like almost anything else worth doing, Project Senium's creation was about overcoming adversity.

From the onset there were difficulties that could easily have derailed us. The first was that the location was off-limits to the public. This limited what could and could not be brought into the building and so we designed a relatively small package of cameras and gear that allowed us to nimbly enter and exit, but gave us the tools we needed once we were inside. The advances in DSLR cameras and Freefly's stabilization made a reality what would have been a pipe dream 10 years ago. So that wasn't so bad. Oh yeah, and the air is teeming with cancer-inducing asbestos. No biggie, we'll wear masks. But early on we would suffer a huge disappointment.

As we began to plan Project Senium, we knew that if we had more resources we could do a bigger, better job. So we turned to crowd-funding and social media. After establishing a name among fellow urbexers we made our appeal and tried to raise what we thought was a reasonable amount of money over a month. These funds weren't going to make us rich or even pay us for our time, they were just going to help us cover costs. So when no help came from social media, it was a severe blow. Only friends and family gave to our crowd funding and even with their help we sat at about 15% of our goal. For a moment, it seemed like Project Senium could be dead. We decided that we would still do our best with what we had because this place was wasting away and we might not get a second chance.

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In filming, we were presented with the challenge of the darkness. Lighting is always an issue in these places, and this is why mostly pictures emerge from people in the urbex community. With essentially no lighting, we had met this struggle before and tried to work around this. This time, though, we were able to plow through this problem. We were able to rent the Sony A7s which is truly an incredible camera. It can essentially see in the dark better than the human eye can, and it would have been nearly impossible to do Project Senium without it. Technology is truly changing the game, and we made every effort to employ it for Project Senium.

Production itself was plagued with adversity. In addition to the usual struggles of getting in and out undetected with all of our gear, conditions were tough. It was extremely cold (our overnight venture is recounted in another blog), at one point we lost a considerable amount of footage, we only had 5 days with the A7s, and a few of the crew got sick during that time. We even got to a point where we realized we did not have all the footage that we needed so that meant another day of shooting without the A7s. But we pressed on.

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Even aspects of Project Senium's release were difficult. The premiere, though awesome, unique, and totally worth it for our cast and crew, didn't see the attendance from some key urbexers that we had invited. Upon our release we sought to get featured on sites like Vimeo so when a feature and staff pick never came it was kind of disappointing. But then all of a sudden wtf.nl in the Netherlands picked it up, then Gizmodo, then the Blaze, then the San Francisco Globe, and we're talking to more people still! At the time of this writing, nearly 50,000 people have watched Project Senium and we are blown away by what people are saying:

"Nothing short of bone-chilling...utterly fascinating" - SF Globe

"The eeriest thing...quite unsettling". - Sploid/Gizmodo

"Beautifully creepy." - The Blaze

"A must watch video." - ISO 1200 magazine

"You need to see this...both beautiful and disturbing." - player.hu

"Generated nightmares." - tjock.com

Sure we faced a ton of adversity to get to this point and even now there are life-sucking internet trolls, but we're here now and we're just happy that we get to preserve and share this experience with others. It's was never easy, but it was always worth it.

Secretum Senium

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Project Senium is now available to watch online! What started as a vague idea and a dream a year ago has turned into reality via countless man-hours and dedication. But several days before we put it online we had one more big idea to pull off: The Premiere. 

Project Senium's secret premiere is the stuff of legend. And like most good ideas it came where most good ideas originate from: the shower. In just a moment the idea was formed and as soon as it was communicated, we knew we had something unique. We've always been fans of unique experiences with media. We once watched a horror movie on this old abandoned house property, even hiding one of us before any of the rest of us arrived so he could jump out and scare people 45 minutes into the movie. More recently, I was relishing the experience of listening to the music of Project Senium in the location while we were filming it. Considering all this, we realized there was only one place for the premiere: the asylum. 

We knew we had a good idea, but we also had to figure out just how we were going to pull this off. There were a ton of questions like "Where in the asylum are we going to show it? Who will come? What are we going to show it on?" However, we were completely inspired by this idea and so we pretty quickly came up with solutions for each of these questions. The show was going to be a secret, only inviting a very small and exclusive group of people with a short heads up. This made sure word didn't get out and kept us from attracting a noticeable crowd. Our guest list only included two groups of people: 1. Our guests: those who helped on the project on some level (relatively few people, 9 of us or so) and 2. Urbexers: people we knew frequented the location. We would show it in the largest, most remote building allowing ease of access and drawing as little attention as possible. As far as gear, we planned to bring a powered speaker and a large computer monitor, powered by a car battery. 

Our premiere lobby! 

As we sent out invites a lot of people loved the idea and a number said they'd be there. But we also had a number of people who thought the idea was too risky and openly stated it. Others simply didn't respond or said they had previous engagements. We began to wonder if we had made the secret premiere TOO much of a secret. But the show was going to happen regardless, for ourselves if no one else. 

Through here to our viewing room! 

The day came. We entered in three separate groups, the first with all the necessary equipment to show the video, and then two small groups of guests that we brought (cast and crew). We did a brief scout and located our dark, enclosed, incognito space and began setting up our theater. We brought chairs and a stand from around the corner, placed a door to cover the window, and even brought some fabric (our "red carpet") to reduce kicking up dust. We were in and all set up with all our guests now we just had to wait. As we waited, our guests looked around a bit and but soon we moved into our places to escort the urbexers to our viewing room. 

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Just minutes before the premiere! 

We were indeed in for some surprises. Some of those who said they thought it was too risky actually came and brought other people as well. On the other hand, some of those who said they would be there decided it was too risky after all. While about 2/3 of our original number showed, we were ultimately happy about the attendance because this showing was really for those who helped as fast and crew more than anyone else. None of them had seen it while it was being edited so this would be their first time seeing any of it and it would be totally unique and something they would never forget. While they would be able to watch it forever on the Internet, they were only going to be able to watch it once in an abandoned asylum. 

After a brief intro, the premiere of Project Senium began and the audible reactions of the viewers were like music to my ears. Whether gasping the the beauty of a shot or recognizing a person or place featured in our film, it was clear that our film was connecting! As the video closed there was an applause before some closing remarks and the only complete credits for Project Senium audibly spoken. The reception we received afterwards from both our guests and the urbexers was incredibly positive and it felt great to finally share this project with others. After standing around and talking for a little while, we said goodbye to everyone as they left and then, in turn, we packed up. The premiere occurred in the afternoon and given Project Senium's short run time, this left us with time to get all the gear out and have a few adventures with our cast and crew before heading back for our cast and crew private afterparty of pizza and a repeat showing with a much bigger screen and with much better sound. 

The secret premiere of Project Senium was something magical and will stick with us quite like the place itself. The video will likely outlive these buildings, and we will always have the memory of watching the premiere Project Senium in the place that inspired it. And memory is the mother of legends. 

Consumens Senium

Today we wrapped post-production on Project Senium. As I started to lean back the nostalgia began to set in at a faster rate prior to completing the film and a few hours later I realized that EXACTLY one month ago we started principal photography for Project Senium. While we had done preliminary photos and small ads, Project Senium has always been aiming for a longer, definitive cinematic experience of this particular abandoned asylum. So we had a ton of stuff to film and, perhaps foolishly, we set out to do most of it in one 5-day span that I like to refer to as "The Five Days War" as it proved exhausting both mentally and physically and saw a few casualties (to illness).

In addition to the usual efforts in attaining access to places like this, we had to haul a considerable amount of gear and a small crew of friends to haul everything into every building we needed to film in, entering or exiting buildings at least 3 times a day. Seeing some other urbexers later in the week, they were amazed at how much gear we got in and what they didn't realize that what they saw was one of our lightest sets of equipment. Jumping from ledges to windows, throwing gear to the person who entered before you, squeezing through tight openings, all became just a part of the workflow. Due to the fact that we were trying to accomplish most of the film in a 5 day period, the days tended to run long.

Our very first day saw us staying overnight in 2 groups. If you ever wanted to know what spending the night at an abandoned asylum was like just know that it's cold. Freaking cold. During the day, the grounds are open to the public but it closes at night, so there was no safety anywhere except inside, in the dark. The building I stayed in bordered the road, making any noise or light a very risky venture. As we settled in to sleep the darkness encompassed everything. It made no difference if you had your eyes opened or closed. And may I remind you it was cold. VERY cold. Our room had water and ice in throughout the night. There was not really any fear of anything haunted, despite the slamming doors, creaking roofs, and other sounds that accompany old, abandoned buildings. Any fears we had were of getting caught and, fortunately, this did not happen.

Given these circumstances (and the fact that we shared masks), it's not difficult to see why two of us became physically ill. The others would do their best to carry on in the face of exhaustion with whatever friends had not been scared off by the demands of time and body that our friendship seemed to require. With their help and a lot of time and effort, we finished the week and would settle in for Easter before embarking the next phase of Project Senium.

Looking back at "The Five Days War" we probably would do a few things differently, but it's definitely something we will never forget. For me, the asylum itself is the reward. And there was nothing quite like listening to the music that has been written especially for this project in this place. And on top of that, we get to share part of our experience with you through film. And today, exactly one month later, we would wrap post-production and now we're cooking up something pretty fun for the world premiere. Stay tuned.

Casus Senium

We were in. We had stepped into another world, a world through the wardrobe, through the looking glass, and somewhere utterly different. As we entered into the massive facility known as "The Quad" thoughts of the world like work schedules, obligations, and routine couldn't be further from our minds. We had now entered the largest structure on the site and had hundreds of thousands of square feet to explore. There was nothing outside these walls anymore. There was only the asylum and the adventure within. 

Once we were in we quickly moved to exploring new areas, consulting blueprints I carried on my phone. As we explored the halls moving from corridor after corridor, medical wing after medical wing, the thought arose in me about what made this so exciting. As yet, I haven't the full answer. Perhaps part of it is the overcoming of difficulties and challenges that gaining access presents. New locations can be difficult and even old locations can change weekly. It's like a puzzle or game who's solution is constantly shifting. We had solved that puzzle and now we were taking in our reward. 

While more trafficked recently than in the past, most of the general public will never walk these halls and never witness with their own eyes these derelict rooms where people worked, ate, and lived. It is a wondrous privilege to be one of a relatively few people to see these spaces. With the rate of deteriorating conditions, no one after will see it in the same state. It's a passing thing with so much to offer those who venture down its halls. The adventure itself becomes the reward. 

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Besides the reward, perhaps part of the excitement is also elicited by the very perils and dangers that require preparation, focus, and constant awareness. Make no mistake, the dangers in this adventure are real. From carcinogens like asbestos to deteriorating roofs and floors, the location is riddled with hazards. As we journeyed to the roof I came face to face with one of these dangers. This was the day I attempted to climb to the highest point of the quad. The brick of the walls jutted out just enough every 18 inches or so to get a toe or finger on it, but no real grip. I climbed up and viewed the roof with its missing shingles and screws sticking out. Just before I pulled myself on the roof my left shoulder popped out in dislocation. The excruciating pain sent me falling to the lower roof which was fortuitously only 6 feet or so below me. Later I realized that had this fall occurred on a different side or while atop, it could have resulted in a several story fall to my death. 

My dislocated shoulder resulted in a very painful car ride, dinner, and hours attempting to reset it before seeking medical attention. But the thing is, and at the risk of sounding masochistic, in the long run it is worth it. Within a week we were back in another building. I wasn't climbing anything yet, but I couldn't pass this reward up. And a few months later I was scaling another building's tallest point. From the top the view was incredible. It was easy to get caught up in a euphoric tide of awe. And the experience only deepens with every visit, leaving you with the desire to see more. Like experiencing the crashing of an ocean wave for a second time, you may know how it will feel already, but it still washes over you, it still engulfs you. Familiarity may arise but there is always more to see, more to explore, and more adventure. 

Here lies a world unseen by the general public. 

Here lies a window into the past. 

Here lies perils and dangers. 

Here lies our adventure. 

And adventures can be a dangerous business. 

Join us before these buildings become just a part of history.  
 

Pulchram Senium

Recently two of us went on an early morning adventure with the intent of snapping a few pics and quickly leaving two hours later. As we pulled onto the property the fog still lingered around the buildings and deer were walking around undisturbed. Everything laid silent as the sun just began to rise above the tree line. Our original plans were quickly changed as we gazed upon one of the buildings we hadn't yet explored laying in wait; a building that years ago housed the patients that were classified as "violent."

Adrenaline always fills my veins when I approach a new building searching for an entrance. Once we maneuvered through the overgrown bushes and vines to climb inside, and after grabbing our headlamps from our bags, the only sounds to be heard for quite some time were our quiet footsteps and the shutter of our cameras. In these moments the walls almost seem to speak as I slowly step down the halls shining my lamp into their dark corners.

What have these walls seen over the years? The lead paint now chipping and curling away from time and exposure proves how long it's been since operation. Twenty years of abandonment after decades of questionable medical practices and abuse are now represented here in the decay. The dark history feels almost like a weight on our shoulders, but amidst it all, I can't help myself from finding these forgotten places to be beautiful.

My companion that day once wrote these words: 

"Some see beauty in the decay, a symbol of the suffering of those patients who walked these halls. They find a poetry and perhaps justice in the internal deterioration. It is beautiful because it is not manufactured or produced, it is real, it is raw, and it is true. It is their human experience glimpsed through the decades of abandonment."

The violent ward (pictured above) that now lies placid and still. 

When left alone for so long and spared from vandalism or demolition, time takes its toll on these buildings in a uniquely intricate way, and it causes me to wonder at its very existence. As explorers we seek after these places that have gone untouched like they are treasure because it is all too common to find graffiti and destruction taking form. The true heart and soul still lies beneath however, and with the time we still have left, I urge the adventurous to join with us in preserving this beautiful decay.

Prologue

It was a pale February morning that was still crisp with winter's chill as we set foot on the Project Senium site.

As if it were not cold enough we plunged into the cold and dark utility tunnels that would take us to our destination. All along our trek was the constant presence of the antiquated and cancer-inducing insulation called asbestos. Our masks and lights became our only safety in this deadly labyrinth. After navigating an underground maze we emerged through an elevator shaft into our destination, a 13-story monolith that towered over this former mental health facility campus.

A thrilling sensation swept over us like a wave of euphoria at accomplishing our mission and now witnessing with our own eyes what so few individuals get to see. The decaying halls offered a myriad of thoughts for us. We could look upon the tragedies of the history of mental health with the rooms barred like prison cells, shock therapy, and lobotomies inspiring both pity and horror. We could also look at the decay itself and find it beautiful, reflecting the image of its makers, doomed to be reclaimed by time and nature. Of course, time grew short, as it ever does, and we soon made a hasty exit.

Unintentionally, we would not return to this building for over two years. Upon returning, it was impossible to overlook the enormous changes the building had undergone, and none for the better. The tunnels we had once used were now collapsed, causing us to gain access somewhere else. The building itself had deteriorated drastically, both by nature and by vandalizing visitors. Just weeks later, someone would start a fire in a neighboring building and then days after, a nearby facility would see the same.

This impressed upon us a single truth: time is running out. These buildings will not be around long and they are only getting worse. A nearby facility has undergone complete demolition and even some buildings on the Project Senium site have been demolished. This is why Project Senium was created. It is our mission to preserve these places in a film experience for others to see before these buildings disappear forever. From these halls we hope to share what we find: beauty, adventure, and horror as we step into one of the darker pages of our own history.

We cannot do it alone. And time is running out. We need your help. We need you to join Project Senium. Stayed tuned and learn how here.