Atlas was sitting in his Charging Vault, staring at the wall. The Charging Vault was three metres wide and three metres high, and at the back was a large charging pad which Atlas was plugged into. A Weighted Companion Cube sat to Atlas' right, a radio played Smooth Jazz to his left, and three pictures hung from a wall above it: An Image of GLaDOS, an Image of a House nestled in the Mountains and an Image of a Dark Brown cake with a single candle. Above the Weighted Companion Cube was a small circular window, in which he could see his Testing Partner, P-Body charging. The Last thing in his room was a Pedestal, on which stood an Aperture Science Handheld Portal Device with Blue trim.
Atlas' single blue eye brightened, as he pressed a small red button sticking out of the wall. The door to his Charging Vault opened, revealing two Sentry Turrets facing away.
"I'm different." One said.
That one was found by Atlas, which he took home. It talked about creepy stuff, like Prometheus, Rattman and Lemonade.
"Hello Friend." The other said.
That one was given to them by GLaDOS as their security from the new Human Test Subjects they had found. Sometimes they'd find dead Humans lying outside their Vaults.
His Frankenturret crawled past. He had taken him from a few tests the Intelligence-dampening Personality Core had made, and GLaDOS hadn't bothered to wipe them out. Most just wandered around Wheatley's unused tests, but a few made their way into the GLaDOS-made tests and helped whatever Test Subjects happened to be there.
Atlas looked at the doors to the Testing Area G9. It had been knocked off GLaDOS power system by an ex-Aperture Science and his Companion Cube, and now it lay unused.
Atlas remembered the days he tested. He did nothing but test. That was fun. Now GLaDOS only spent her time testing the Humans. Humans are too fragile, too weak, their lives are too short. If Atlas could get her power to extend to Testing Area G9, Atlas could test some more. He turned to walk back and get his Portal Gun and wake P-Body.