PREVIEW
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Inside the Funeral Shop, a small, skinny gray mouse with a tuft of white fur on its head was squatting in a dish, holding a piece of dried, hardened sashimi and gnawing away.
A ray of sunlight broke through the window seam, landing on the edge of the quiet table, with dust particles floating in the air.
In this serene and silent moment, the dark wood coffin at the table, which had been still, suddenly made a light sound, and the dusty coffin lid revealed a clear gap.
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