Klaus walks with her out of the apartment building, his hand in hers, and it's the first time he really notices how quiet the place is. The stairwells don't echo with his name, he doesn't see the shadows in the edges of his vision. Weird. Taking a vacation? But he doesn't give it much more thought than that as they step out into the courtyard.

He pauses, however when she slows down. "Oh, yeah that's Jim, he's— wait. You can see him?" He points and turns, only to realize for the first time since his arrival here, he's the one who can't see the ghosts. What the hell?

"I mean kind of big guy, blood all over his shirt, huge mole on his forehead?" He looks between her and the pool, then back again. He raises a hand to his head for a second, tapping at his temple and blinking his eyes. It's so quiet, he thinks. Quiet in a way that is both uncomfortable and relieving at the same time. But if Allison can see him...

"Hey, hey, look at me, yeah?" He gives her hand a tug, pulling her into his side. He look around the courtyard and in that moment, he realizes he can't even see Ethel. His face drains of color. "Can you see a woman over there? Short, stubby, gold tooth in the front, pissed at the whole world and then some?"

What did I fuck up this time?