Somewhere not far in the distant was a steady mechanical roaring sound, but muted, not frightening. Soporific. It was the thing that would be forgotten
First off, Soporific, I right thought of Wit. So that helped me understand what Danny was feeling. It reminded me of when I fall in to my many trances. The sound the captivates and hold my attenion and swirls in my mind until the sudden awakeing that always seem to happen. Then yur left thinking "what just happened", because all is easiliy forgotten.
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