When she woke up, she saw two glass doors burst open apart from each other. Above them was a light embedded into the ceiling. She soon realized that she was in a pod-shaped bed. For her, this seemed like a dream. But, everything was so real. When she sat up, she saw a room so blank and white and lifeless. At the end of the bed was a toilet and, next to that, was a round end table that had a clipboard, a cup, and a radio humming a strange latin-like tune on top of it. Chell, still shocked, thought that this room wasn't something from a dream. It was a jail. Well, at least that's what she thought. It was boring and plain like a jail.
A voice boomed through an intercom. It was fake yet real at the same time. Was it human? Was it artificial? Chell couldn't decide. She knew of nothing of this part of the building she was in. She DID know that Aperture had test chambers for some of their experiments. But, they seemed to complex to take note of. She thought about how she could get out them. The voice spoke up. It's words were muffled and fuzzy, but Chell could hear every word, "Hello, and, again, welcome to the Aperature Science Computerated Enrichment Center." Again? She'd never been here before. It was then she knew who the voice belonged to.
Why? Why on EARTH, would GLaDOS be hear speaking to her? She never even HEARD GLaDOS speak. And, how could she be talking and seeing her right there in this God-forsaken room in this God-forsaken Laboratorty. Now, Chell knew it was impossible to get out. GLaDOS would kill her the minute she did.
The "voice" started speaking some more words. Reality left Chell behind. She heard nothing and nearly saw nothing. She thought of how this could happen to her. She knew she got knocked out, but who put her in here? She looked around for any doors that lead out of here. There was one heavenly seated right next to her bed. It wasn't like an other door in the building, though. It had no opening. All it contained was two frames place parallel from each other on each sides of this "door". Above it was a timer descending from sixty seconds. These frames were made of the shiniest metal Chell had ever seen. In fact, she could look at herself just from where the toilet was (which she swore she would never use). She walked closer to one of them and looked closely. She noticed she had a different outfit then what she had on before. Everything she wore was replace with a orange bodysuit. The sleeves and pant legs were cuffed up to the elbows and knees. Her long matted hair was braided tightly in a bun behind her head. Some of her eye liner and mascara was also wiped clean from her face. Her clean, white shoes were also savaged. In their spot were too bendable hooks that wrapped firmly around her calves. She couldn't get what the point of those were, but another thing she wondered was 'Who dressed me?'. Maybe it was GLaDOS? She figured not. How can hardware like her do something like that? She DID kill George. Her capabilities were frightening . The voice returned, but Chell hadn't taken note of where it left off.
"The portal will open in 3-2-1." Portal? What is she talking about? Chell remembered exactly what it was she was talking about. Her father was studying "Fission Disturbance" because he was planning on making it something bigger than what it was on its own. Going back to her college days, she could remember that doing something to those atoms could create a big enough force to collide into themselves and spawn other atoms mixed from the source atoms. Those pieces of matter could make something of a whole that can transport objects to different (or similar) dimensions.
It was a new verse to the song. With the birth of a revelation, Chell felt some weight being picked off of her. Maybe she could look more into these "portals" if she manages to get out of here and into the halls surrounding her. In front of her, a zipping noise chirped, succeeded by a sharp boom. A small blue oval appeared and quickly enlarged into a bigger one that she could fit in. Inside of it was another room.
Her knees felt dead. What's going to happen to her outside of here? Will she manage to get out? Will somebody be waiting for her? Will she die? She had nothing else to do at that moment. So she walked through, not knowing what might be hiding inside.
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