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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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