[The sheer inertia of the sprint sends Fukawa, who has no idea what she's doing here, tumbling head over heels in a spectacular display of ineptitude. She clatters to a halt against a thick wall of corn, legs up, skirt barely doing its job.
She lays there, wheezing, blinking stupidly up at the night sky.]
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[The sheer inertia of the sprint sends Fukawa, who has no idea what she's doing here, tumbling head over heels in a spectacular display of ineptitude. She clatters to a halt against a thick wall of corn, legs up, skirt barely doing its job.
She lays there, wheezing, blinking stupidly up at the night sky.]
Wh...wh-wh-what?
[Help??]