When he picked her up, she was squatting in the corridor at the entrance of the elevator, leaning against the wall and hanging in a daze. There was also a stuffed rabbit with long legs beside her. She had been in this position for three days, so she caught his attention.
"Hey, are you dead?" He used his fingers to explore her nose, still breathing.
"Where do you live?"
"..." Her eyes were vacant.
He dragged her up and carried her on his back.
"Okay, you come with me." He carried her back to his home.
His parents had just died, and so had her parents. This year he is 16 and she is 12. He changed her name to the same as his.