She's face down against the floor, her hair loose and in a wavy, splayed mess, fanned across the floor. From how the white fabric of her dress and the motion of her hair sit, it looks as though she may have been on the raised steps to the pulpit before falling.
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She's face down against the floor, her hair loose and in a wavy, splayed mess, fanned across the floor. From how the white fabric of her dress and the motion of her hair sit, it looks as though she may have been on the raised steps to the pulpit before falling.
She isn't moving.
She isn't breathing.]