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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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