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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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