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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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