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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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