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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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