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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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