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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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