Klavier hadn't heard? That fact alone was rather remarkable. From the way the man immersed himself in the affairs of the bulletin, Nigredo had expected less "Basement?" from this individual. Then again, the area did not seem to be common knowledge among the patients. "Yeah," he said, before pointing over toward the door on the far side of the kitchen. "The entrance is in the kitchen, in the walk-in freezer."

As for the interior, the answer proved a tad bit difficult for a child who couldn't quite describe antiquities. Most of the objects were too old to form a cohesive term. And he couldn't say the basement looked like a warehouse or a gymnasium. Despite the size, neither fit. "It's...hard to describe," admitted Nigredo.

In a fit of inspiration, he reached under his tray and pulled out his notebook, the one he used mainly for posting notes. "The entry way was circular. And enormous. It's pretty comparable to the recreational field outside." A pen was dragged out from the boy's pocket as he continued. "The decor was ancient, too. Extremely elaborate and detailed-- Nothing I've ever seen before. Almost as if the area was meant for some kind of ceremony."