The boots in his nightmare

Clara who is still carried by Claude on his back was silent as she looks around the dark surroundings in front of her, "Don't you want--" before she could finish her sentence Claude slowly looks in her direction without any expression on his face. "Nothing" she mutters. She worriedly looks around readying herself that they would bump or fall off the stairs anytime.

But the man itself whose carrying her at ease walking up the stairs didn't hesitate a bit and easily walk through the darkness as if he was living in this kind of state for a long time. The man stopped in front of the guest room where she was residing in. 

"You can leave me here" she mutters Without any fluctuation in his voice, he twists the doorknob, "You won't get into the corner of your room even within five minutes", he walks inside the room going straight at the bed that was covered with a white cloth, carelessly dropping her.