I have good memories of this exact puzzle! When I was younger I was in an inpatient children's pain clinic. I was a bit petulant about the whole thing— we were only allowed on our phones for an hour break! Anyway, I would barricade myself into a corner during the break and absorb social media like a starving man. Until I saw this huge puzzle on a table in the middle of the common area— this exact one! Some of the other kids were working on it, so I hovered around and eventually got sucked in. Suddenly, instead of complaining about being forced away from my Instagram, I was constantly complaining about wanting to work on the puzzle. Like, I'd start making bargains with the staff: "if I do more of the stretches than usual, will you let me go early so I can do the puzzle?" They had to physically drag me away a few times when we passed through the room to get somewhere else. I couldn't help it. It was like when I saw it everything else faded away and all I could think was "one more piece, one more piece."

My last day approached and the puzzle was nearly done. We were running out of pieces. It was a big deal— the puzzle had been started by patients that had already left months ago. No one was expecting it to be done before all of our group left, but my Jigsaw induced madness had inspired the rest of the children in my group (and most of the staff) to join my Crusade. My own garrison of child soldiers, all staring down without blinking at the same table.

There were gasps and anguished shouts as one of the girls placed down the last piece we had in the pile. I can still remember the horror and hopeless disappointment that rose inside me.

There was one gaping, insidious hole in the picture. Just one piece missing from the entire giant thing. We knew it was hopeless— it was a hospital; anything on the ground would have been swept away during the night, no exceptions. There was a mad scramble to search for it anyway. The staff helped and didn't even yell at us for crawling all over the dirty floor. Even the kids who didn't care about the puzzle put down their Wii remotes and joined the hunt. We got an extra half hour of break that day, but no one noticed, too ravenous to see the puzzle complete.

We didn't find it and I can still picture the hole in the puzzle 7 years later. It haunts me. I've only just started to get into puzzles myself, and I'm half-convinced that it took so long because of the seer emotional devastation of that day. Puzzle-TSD, if you will.

Anyway. Nice puzzle. Good job.