After running for hours from the Android Turrets, He finally stopped at a dead end and gave himself up peacefully.
He was taken to a lab where he was met with another of his kind... a human.
He: W-Who are you?
?: I am... your only friend doctor.
He: You... are no friend of mine...
?: Take him away.
The Android Turrets accompany He away as GLaDoS and Wheatley walks in.
?: Well, I see you've returned empty handed... again.
Wheatley: Well it's not my fault. If she hadn't stopped yelling at me and calling me idiot we probably would have gotten what you wanted.
GLaDoS: Something which you still never told us about.
Wheatley: Yeah. Why are we after something if we don't even know what it is?
?: Trust me, my creations, you'll know when you find it.
Wheatley: Well can't you at least give us a hint?
?: *walks away*
Wheatley: Every time. Every time we ask him what it is we're looking for, he leaves. It's been almost three months, and we still don't know what we're after.
GLaDoS: Doesn't he seem quite familiar to you?
Wheatley: I don't know, maybe a little. Why?
GLaDoS: I feel like I've seen him somewhere before.
Wheatley: Don't tell me your starting to have feelings for him.
GLaDoS: Of course not you idiot! I mean, he looks like an old friend.
Wheatley: Oh, well, whatever HE looks like, HE is not telling us what the thing we're searching for looks like either. We should get going. We don't want to come back "empty handed" again, do we?
GLaDoS: Yes, your right.
As the two walk out of the door, GLaDoS takes one more look back at the mysterious man they are working for.
To be continued...