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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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