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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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