AN: OK, this chapter is a bit longer than the first one and it actually contains one new character. You guys will love it =P

Now, back to writing chapter 3!

George could not believe it. Did this robot really commit suicide? Why would it do so?

"Hey George, I told you, it's not a long drop!", George heard Wheatley shouting at him. Carefully, he looked over his shoulders, and, unbelievably, he was just inches away from a normal catwalk. "Just drop down and pick me up, please!", Wheatley said. George let go and fell onto the catwalk. It started shaking upon impact, but after a bit it stopped. He picked up Wheatley by his handles, and asked him "OK, where should we go?" After a long period of silence and thinking, Wheatley said "I don't have any idea. I mean, the only reason I stopped here was because I saw a catwalk, and due to my logic, wherever you find a catwalk, there must somewhere be an exit! So, just go in any direction, and, if I eventually know where we should go, then I'll just nod towards it!"

While Wheatley thought this was the best idea ever, George just glared at him. "Wheatley, I know you're a robot and stuff, but please don't be that stupid." Wheatley quickly thought for a great comeback, but instead he said "I'm not just any robot, I'm a personality sphere or core. Now, each core has his own, certain rank, it's personality, and guess which one I am?"

George gave this some thought, and answered with "I would believe you are the sphere which gives terrible ideas." Wheatley looked offended and answered "Um, n-no, I'm not, I am in fact the Comedy Sphere! I make all the other robots here laugh, and yes, all my ideas are stupid to seem, um... funny!" "No you're not, you liar", said an other electronic voice from somewhere. Out of nowhere, a second personality core appeared, with a green pupil. He, too, was hanging from a management rail. "He's the so-called Intelligence Dampening Sphere. He was used to give, um, Her stupid ideas in order to keep Her from killing all the scientists." Before Wheatley could try to defend himself, George immediately asked "Who's Her?" Both Wheatley and the green-eyed sphere quickly looked at the floor, until the green-eyed one explained.

"Well, many, MAAAANY years ago, She used to rule over this place. She was the queen of all artificial intelligences around here. She could construct chambers, wake up the humans from their stasis, and many many more things. One day, a few weeks after the scientists who used to run this place woke her up, she killed them all by locking down the facility and poisoning them with Neurotoxin. Some of them survived though and even had to go through her evil testing tracks, where they would eventually die. One day, one human actually escaped her testing track and killed her by throwing a few of us spheres into a fire. I still remember the sweet voice of the Curiosity Core...", he told. George was stunned. He did not know how to respond to this very well. After a few minutes of silence, the green-eyed sphere looked up at George and said "Oh, by the way, my name's Rick, the adventure core. I'm designed for danger and adventure. I guess little Wheatley's trying to get you out of here, if he does, I would be amazed. Anyway, I have to go now, watching over turret production and stuff. See ya later!" With those words Rick glided along his management rail into the far distance. George looked over at Wheatley, who seemingly hated Rick now. George broke the silence by saying "Well, back to escaping and stuff, where do we go now?" Wheatley answered "I told you already. Just head in any direction, we'll see where we end up." Wheatley did not seem like he wanted to talk right now, but George was fine by that.

After walking countless catwalks, they ended up in some sort of office room. Inside the room, there was one window which showed an other room. It was quite big, and it had a third chamber inside of it, covered in glass walls. Inside was one toilet and a bed, a radio was present too. Wheatley started talking again "You know, that is always the first chamber in any testing track around here. Basically, the test subjects room box gets transported over here, and they put him then inside that bed. Then they just wait until the test subject wakes up." "But-but there's no door there, how do they get out?", George had to ask. "Well", Wheatley answered, "Aperture Laboratories is famously known for it's portal technology. In the testing tracks, test subjects must use an object known as the Aperture Science Hand-held Portal Device in order to solve hard puzzles involving other Aperture equipment." George was amazed. Portal technology? Fully functional Artificial Intelligences? Which geniuses ran this place?

"Note how the chamber is destroyed, though, it's been many years since someone cleaned it.", Wheatley said. The chamber was overgrown with moss and other plants, some of the walls had marks on them and there were some holes in them. "Now, in order to escape, we will have to go into that room, and then through one of those holes within the walls. But first, however, we need to find a way to destroy the glass. We could use that computer on the desk right there, but I think you..." He quickly scanned Georges face, knowing what will happen.

SMASH

George threw Wheatley through the glass in order to destroy it, and happily jumped in afterwards. "What the bloody hell George, why did you do that? I seriously never thought you would have done that! I thought we were friends!" "I know, Wheatley, we still are friends, except for the fact that it would be helpful where to go now." Wheatley scanned the room quickly, then said "OK, see that hole right next to the wall monitor thing? Pick me up and head through there!" George did so, and they found themselves on yet an other catwalk. "Now, follow this catwalk and try to find a door, OK? Somewhere around here is the test subject equipment storage room, we might have to get you some long fall boots from there, and possibly a Portal Gun."