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@@¨@@¨@@¨@ INSIDE  ON   THE   FLOOR,  TWO   GLOWING ¨@@@@¨¨@@¨
@¨@@¨@@¨@@ SQUARES OF  SUNLIGHT FLOODING IN THROUGH @@¨¨¨@¨@¨@
¨@@¨@@¨@@¨ THE  DECORATIVE  WINDOWS. SLOWLY  MAKING @¨@¨¨@@@@@
@@¨@@¨@@¨@ THEIR WAY  ACROSS  THE ROOM,  EVENTUALLY ¨@@@¨@¨¨¨¨
@¨@@¨@@¨@@ COMING  ACROSS HIS  BODY. LIKE  TWO ARMS @@¨¨@@@¨¨¨
@@@¨@@¨@@¨ REACHING HIS STOMACH, AND  THEN INTO HIS @¨@¨@¨¨@¨¨
@¨¨@@¨@@¨@ RIBCAGE,   GRIPPING   SOMETHING   THERE. @@@@@@¨@@¨
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¨¨@@@@¨@@¨ FOX  BODY   PRESSING  CLOSE.   ITS  EYES @¨¨¨¨¨@¨@@
@¨@¨¨¨@@¨@ OPENING  HIS,  ASLEEP  BUT STARING  INTO ¨@¨¨¨¨@@@¨
@@@@¨¨@¨@@ ITS PUPILS, INTO THE SURFACE OF THE SUN. ¨@@¨¨¨@¨¨@
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