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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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