All three? He supposed that meant they switched off depending on the given situation and the general atmosphere. This place likely wasn't helping the situation with its rampant psychotic inmates and supposed monsters/zombies. ...And that was such a stupid thought, he almost kicked himself. If Klavier were really to stop and think about everything, his head might just explode from the irrationality.

Thankfully, there was another element to focus on that had nothing to do with powers and the potentially supernatural. In fact, it caught his attention almost immediately. "...The basement? There's a basement?"

He had looked over every inch of those makeshift, hand-drawn maps, and nowhere did he recall seeing anything about a basement. That fact sent a twinge of annoyance. If someone was going to put up maps, the least they could do was make sure they were complete. Or at least mark them as incomplete. If there was an unmarked basement, who knew what else wasn't specified. "...I haven't heard anything about a basement. What's down there?"

If he had to take a guess, it was likely a much larger version of the supply closets. Considering the size of the institute itself, it was likely a labyrinth of shelves and equipment. Not the safest sounding place, but likely an area that housed something useful. ...Was the boiler there? That would actually be interesting to note.