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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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