The Trials of Wisdom

You look around with uncertainty. This isn’t a room normally accessible to the public. You didn’t even know it existed. But your show had finished, the audience was all leaving, and as you filed out with them you just... spotted it. That door, with its sparkling stained glass window. You had to find out what was behind it. You had no idea it was going to lock behind you. Your heart beats fast. You need to find a way out of here before security finds you. And yet, curiosity still floods your mind. What is this room? It isn’t remarkable – all you see is a piano and an old-timey telephone sitting on a table. It rings, vibrating madly. You pick up the receiver.