You could hear so many things in the Aperture Science Labs late at night. The creeping noises in the walls, whispers that seem real, but are just inside your head. This problem occurred to GLaDOS just a few days ago, when she realized that there was a problem with the tests and the test subjects: there were no more. After she let Chell go, things had really been a mess. She just recently destroyed the two testing robots, Atlas and Peabody, after they had "freed the humans" in tests. What was there to do after that? Build tests for nothing? That's all she could do now, unless…..
No, she could never do that. Bringing Chell back was the last thing she wanted to do. Chell could burn this place down to ashes if she wanted, she was that unkillable. It's not that GLaDOS wanted to kill her anyway, she just wanted someone to test. The "itch" hadn't came back to her yet, but she was thinking it could quite possibly happen. Maybe she could just create another robot pairing to work on these tests, but what other pairing could do as well as Atlas and Peabody?
Now it came to her: what was Chell doing now, was she still trying to find her way out of the cornfield? No, it couldn't be. She must have found the city somehow. A lot of walking is what it would take, but GLaDOS knew she could do that.
It had been probably a month since she last saw her. Half of the memories she had with her were trying to kill her. Or testing. Or trying to not get killed by Wheatley.
These memories were ones she was trying to get rid of. But they stuck to her, like a companion cube. She had nothing to use in these laboratories, it was…lonely. Not even a turret could be helpful. She thought about creating new robots, if she could without making them stupid or annoying.
She wondered if wheatley was doing any good in space. Not that she cared, anyhow. The moron had sent her an endless stream of bad ideas. Now, the ideas weren't as bad as when he was a stupid core in her body. Those corrupted cores aren't doing any good either. And that frankenturret….if she could shutter, she would.
GLaDOS finally realized that it was not a time for thinking about the past, but trying to create new things….for the future…for science…..
