“Dad?”Rebecca's voice trembled as she stared into the chamber beneath the laboratory.For a moment, nothing happened.Then the voice came again.“Rebecca.”Her knees almost gave way.She knew that voice.She had spent years trying to remember it clearly. The sound had faded with time, buried beneath old photographs, unanswered questions, and the official story of her father's death.But there was no mistaking it.Daniel Bennett was alive.Claire grabbed Rebecca's arm.“Don't go down there.”Rebecca pulled away.“You told me he was dead.”“I told you what I had to tell you.”“You lied!”Claire's eyes filled with tears.“I was trying to protect you.”“Everyone keeps saying that!”Rebecca's voice echoed through the laboratory.“You protected me by taking away my father? By making me believe he died?”Claire looked toward the chamber.“You don't know what Daniel became.”A deep mechanical sound interrupted them.Something moved below.Rebecca looked down.“Dad!”“Rebecca, listen to me.”
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