You fall down onto Korra's hair, breaking your fall by grabbing a black tree trunk -- the tip of a single hair. It bobs and swings to nauseating degree, shaking and dizzying you as it waves unpredictably. Meanwhile, Korra stands up out of her bed and starts walking. As she enters her bathroom, your grip on her hair loosens. Korra walks over to her sink, and puts toothpaste on her toothbrush. You're barely hanging on at this point. She looks up at the mirror and tosses her head to move some hair out of the way. To you, it was as if the whole world had gone vertical, and once again you fall...
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