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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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