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     Sound.      Sound was the first thing noticed.      Humming...machine humming...generator...backup generator...      He opened his eyes. Dim light came in through the small windows near the ceiling. It was enough to recognize where he was.      Garage, he thought. In the garage. Why am I on the floor?      Memories came flooding back.      He sat up suddenly, wincing at the pain in his chest.      "Dad?"      He turned at the voice. A figure stood in the doorway. They came over and knelt down next to him.      "Are you alright?"      He squinted at them.      "What's wrong?" They asked.      "I'm trying to figure out which one you are."      "I'm De, dad."      "Sorry, couldn't tell. "      "It’s alright. It is dark in here and..."      "It's light out. What happened. How long have I been out?"      "Hours. Things...happened..."      "What kind of things?"      "..."      "Deanna Marie..."      Oh, he's going full name and dad voice echoed in her head      We should have discussed