"Are you hungry?"
Ground-Breaking Tianxing came to from the coma and saw the strange fellow next to her, hugging a stool and eating it with gusto, having devoured its four legs already. Normally, such a scene would terrify someone into having post-traumatic stress disorder, but Ground-Breaking Tianxing seemed to take it in stride, rubbing her previously shattered but now intact fontanelle, mumbling to herself, "Died again."
"Died again."
"Yeah, died again." Ground-Breaking Tianxing leaned against the filthy bed, hugging her legs and staring blankly out of the window, "Although I don't know where you're from, you could be a breakthrough. Hey, from now on, you're Ake."
The monster opened his mouth as if to mimic her speech, but Ground-Breaking Tianxing waved her finger and then pulled out a packet of biscuits from under the mattress, tearing it open: "Ake."
"Ake."
"No, no, no, you are Ake." She pointed at the monster, saying, "You, Ake."
"You, Ake."
