You are in a conceptual, void-like space. Beneath your gaze is a complete flat plain; if you look at it from the side you see a barely perceivable line. On the surface of the plain move little flat figures amid a civilization of geometric shapes. Looking upon them you can see inside of them, the flat pieces inside their bodies working to keep them alive, their flat hearts, guts, brains. They go about their day, unaware of you, unable to look up and see you, ignorant. Will you interact?