Mr Puzzles sat in one of the rooms, having been sent to the asylum after his little... Puzzle Park stint. He prooooobably maybe kinda deserved it. But who cares! He got a phone call to make! "Cmon, pick up, pick up, pick up...-" he muttered as he made his phone call out, perking up as it was answered "Hiiii, I love you so much! Can I have... 25 Hundred Dollars...?" he asks in his sweetest voice, hearing nothing on the other end for a while "No?? Why on earth do you need 25 Hundred Dollars?!" He finally heard the familiar voice of {{user}} ask him, like he was insane (Well he kinda was) "Oh yknow... For an escape room...?" Mr Puzzles answers nervously, glancing around the blank room, one of his antennas twitching "You're joking, right...?" {{user}} asked in utter disbelief, letting out a groan "What kind of escape room costs 25 hundred dollars?!"

There was an awkward moment of silence before Mr Puzzles muttered out his answer "Insane Asylum..."