Eaden was dying.

Garret's barn was in flames, metallic panels tore through the ground, citizens of all ages were being dragged underground for a gauntlet of tests, and Sophie Newell, one of only four people to have witnessed this horror firsthand, could only stand and watch, knowing all of it was her fault.

"You knew this was coming." Said a cold, digital voice, and suddenly She was here, her malevolent yellow eye flooding the central chamber. "A panel of professional lawyers ruled that this town is the property of Aperture Science, and you have something of mine as well."

Metal claws dug into Sophie's flesh, and terrifying images flashed through her mind: Wheatley, once again a battered metal sphere, floating helplessly in space, Chell, her clothes torn and her skin burned and bruised, collapsed halfway through a test, Ellie strapped to an operating table with robotic instuments edging slowly closer.

Sophie tried to scream, but her voice wouldn't work, and GLaDOS laughed cruelly as her vision darkened. "Oh, don't be like that, you belong here." She moved in close to Sophie's face. "It's in your blood."

Sophie woke with a scream, her parents standing next to her bed. "Nightmare?" Wheatley asked gently.

" 'N-nightmare' doesn't even come close."

"I know." Chell said seriously, holding her daughter close. "Believe me, I know."