One dimension, two dimensions, three dimensions, seven. Oops, maybe that was a mistake. Maybe opening an extra dimension on your way through the wormhole has caused a slight issue. Oh well, too late now. In your spare time you compose piano music in the ambient industrial genre. Even though you're smart, you're still a kid and enjoy movies about trolls and volleyball. You do part time work for The Alliance of Dark Matter because they offered you a near unlimited supply of vodka.
