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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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