Tonight's New Year's Eve, and not just any New Year's Eve, it's 2999 and soon to be 3000 in a few hours. The whole city is celebrating, the streets crowded and noisy. For A Peg though, it's like any other night, the fog slowly growing darker as A Peg lays in bed, unwinding with a mystery novel.
For the most part, A Peg is not a very spiritual person, his interest in three dimensions begins and ends in the abstract. He's read Flatland before but mostly dismissed it as the ramblings of a madman, a very forward-thinking one in terms of mathematics, but a madman nonetheless, assuming it isn't a full fabrication. Instead, his idiosyncracies take on a very different flavor: he spends his time pondering square roots of negative numbers and power series.
A Peg's world is about to get an extra dimension.