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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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