Hargreeves
Splitting up was absolutely a thing Klaus was not going to let happen, not now - not in a place like this with ghosts at every turn, quiet and watching and horrible. No Ben was going to remain right here, beside him and Klaus was going to keep his hand in Ben's until they were back through the door again and in their own home.
He tried not to look, not in the room that Ben opened, or in the corners further down the hall or through the windows but he couldn't help it, it didn't matter how tightly he closed his eyes and tried to make them go away they didn't move. Inside of this next bedroom was a woman, her mouth open in a grotesque sort of silent scream, and Klaus shivered but tried not to let Ben know he'd seen it.
Closing that door Klaus heard something, and his head whipped around behind them, it was something he'd heard before, music he thought. "Do you hear that?" He asked, the sound of it was - it was like home. Like something their mother would play, in the evenings, after their father had retired to his study, when the children had a little bit of time to do as they pleased before lights out. It was - mom. "It's - it's this way." He moved toward it without even thinking about it, taking Ben with him in the direction of the music, and finding themselves standing at the end of a long hallway, with a red door way at the far end.