Revenge - By Wheatley
- - Hello, my name is Timothy Reginald Scott. I write the following message to inform you on what I have found at my workplace, NASA headquarters. Since I work on the main floor as a secretary at the front desk, I don't usually see much of anything, but I had gotten invited to a private meeting for all employees, even the lower ones like me. While I was there, my boss Peter informed us about secret information that had been kept under the ground of NASA for decades. Since I can't say much without having to worry about the risk of being killed, which I am having to face while I write this in the same motion, all I can say is the following message we received, which I have transcribed into a story: (Some parts may be scratchy and not right, because I had to copy this from memory.) - -
"Hello?" "Hello?" I asked to the machine. "Is this thing on?" I had finally found a possible way to get back. Back home on Earth, where I really belong. "Can you hear me?" This time I shouted. "If you can hear me, please get a hold of a woman named Chell. Please!" I was never the bad guy… "I have a very important message that needs to get to her pronto!" It was all just a part of my plan… "I have to apologize for a horrible doing of mine, and have to right my wrong." GLaDOS has probably already let her leave… "Just find her, I beg of you, who has found this tape!" She's probably dead anyways, why do you even bother. "She's a 30 year old, brunette, mute. She would most likely be carrying around a Companion Cube and a Portal Gun, and she's…" I stopped in my tracks. Should I say it? Before I could stop myself, I said, "The daughter of Cave Johnson and Caroline Mandolin."
**AUTHORS NOTE** The chapters are going to be short, yes, but I will try to make the story itself, turn up to be large in the end.