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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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