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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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