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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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