A 2D stick figure, drawn in black ink; two eyes inside a circle attached to a matchstick body.
Existing in only two dimensions and having your eyes completely encompassed by the head, means that no matter where you look, all you can see is the inside of your head. Worse than that, even if your eyes were outside your head, you would only see lines, you look at another stick figure and see a solid line, a bird in the sky is a smaller line, a mountain in the distance, yet another line.
As the photons from the table lamp make their way through the 2D world, they seem to appear and disappear in a seemingly random fashion, and as the stick men strain to understand their plane of existence and trace their beginnings, they slowly realise that it all started with a .
Oh, those lonely lower dimensional beings!