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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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