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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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