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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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