She awoke with a gasp and a deep intake of air. Her instincts made her snap up from the bed, and she smacked her head on the glass panels of the Stasis bed. Where the hell am i? She had suffered amnesia, a common side-effect of residing too long in a stasis bed. She was confused, she had no idea who she was, where she was, and what she was doing here. She looked down at herself, noticing the orange jumpsuit and the...odd things sticking out from her legs. Closer examination revealed that they were surgically fused with her legs, and she felt her heart and breathing rate sky rocket. She was scared(for the first time in her life, but at the time she did not know that), she had weird things fused to her legs, she looked like she was wearing a prison jumpsuit, and a room to match and-

GLaDOS then spoke, announcing where she was, as if she signed up for the process, which made GLaDOS internally chuckle. She reveled in the fearful look in the humans eyes, but GLaDOS saw something else; determination. Of what, she did not know, but she figured she would find out. Chell rose completely, the sound of GLaDOS' voice jarring loose a few memories. My name is Chell, i'm 13 ye- Wait. She was most definitely NOT 13 years old. She looked to be about 25. What the hell is going on here? She asked herself. She would have whispered it, but she discovered, to her horror, that her voice was very strained, and she could not form a word. She tried clearing her throat, and she barely managed to make out the words "Who the-" Until she felt her throat seize up and she launched into a deep coughing fit. She hunched over, pretty much coughing up a lung, and she took 30 seconds to regain her breathing. Chell took that fear and forced it down, albeit partially, something in her gut said something was wrong, very wrong...

A gentle humming filled the concrete test chamber, aside from the rhythmic charging and subsequent discharging of the gun...thing, in the center of the room. It spun on its pedestal, firing a blue portal in front of her, and she stepped through it, onto the ledge above the pedestal. She jumped down, and the securing rings that held the thing in place opened with a tiny pneumatic hiss. She grabbed the gun, and felt its triggers. The blue trigger worked, but the second trigger was either broken or de-activated. She portaled up to the chamber lock, hearing the machine in the back ground say something about a Portal Device. Even though she was clearly in some sort of danger, she couldn't help but marvel at the technology of this place. These portal things most likely broke the laws of physics. Another part of her, deep in her self-preservation lobe, told her she would be needing this today...

She spent hours completing these tests, each one deadlier than the last. It deeply worried her, what kind of science was this? Some of the things that...machine said worried her even more. "You will be baked, and then there will be cake." What the fuck is THAT supposed to mean? She quickly began to realize she might not make it out of this alive. Then she discovered the broken wall. She made sure to detach the camera that eyed her with almost certain suspicion, and she ducked into the crevice, and her breath was taken away. The walls were scribled with the ramblings of a madman, almost certainly, which made her wonder what other poor soul was trapped here? One phrase caught her eye. "THE CAKE IS A LIE", repeated over and over again on the wall. She scowled at them, remembering what the machine had said before. You will be baked, and then there will be cake. If Chell had been worried at all today(which she had been, and she wasn't even sure if "today" had been the same day she woke up in that chamber), this practically made her a anxious, paranoid wreck. So the computer...machine...thing WAS going to kill her. She felt her gut twist up, and after confirming that nobody was watching, she fell to the metal grating and started sobbing.