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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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