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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. @¨¨¨¨¨@@¨¨
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@                                          @@¨¨¨¨@¨@¨
¨@@@@@@@@@ FOX   BODY  PRESSING  CLOSE.  ITS   EYES ¨¨@¨¨¨@@@@
@@¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ OPENING  HIS,  ASLEEP BUT  STARING  INTO ¨¨@@¨¨@¨¨¨
@¨@¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ITS PUPILS, INTO THE SURFACE OF THE SUN. @¨@¨@¨@@¨¨
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