Humming to herself, she hung from the ceiling of her chamber, just like she'd done her entire existance. GLaDOS's humming would occasionaly progress into short phrases, unknown to her where they came from. For years, she had done just this, every so often building a new testing element. But by now she was out of ideas. She was so bored (Apparently, they programmed the ability to feel bordom into me. Thanks for that.) that she had even programmed a large group of turrets to sing, though she hadn't chosen a song yet.
I need to test. She thought. But it has to be... different than usual. She considered going to the end of the subject list, catch them off-guard, but much to her frustration, her programming didn't allow it. Okay, fine. Subject number one, then. She checked the database to see which stupid human would die today.
First name: Chell Surname: [REDACTED]
For reasons unknown to her, GLaDOS imideatly loathed this Chell. I'm the most massive collection of wisdom that's ever existed and I hate you. It can't be for no reason. You must deserve it. Alright. Get ready, Chell. Get ready for the worst time of your short, sad life.
Of course, things didn't go as GLaDOS had planned. She'd been killed by the very person she'd hated so much. And just when she'd been re-awakened (Once again, Chell had done this), it had come to this. I just had to try to kill her. Now look at me. I'm running on 1.6 volts, I'm stuck on a portal gun, my facility is going to explode, I'm in a potato, birds are after me, and-
Suddenly, a familiar voice boomed over the intercom. That man, Johnson. And Caroline... Eventualy, she couldn't keep her speculations to herself anymore. "Caroline, Caroline, why do I know this woman? Did I kill her? Or- Oh my God... Look, you're... doing a great job. Can you handle things for yourself for a while? I need to think."
She fell silent as the shock of her new knowlage settled in. Of course... Caroline...
