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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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