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#.#..#.#.# inside   on   the  floor,   two  glowing .#.#.#.#.#
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#.#..#.#.# 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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