A/N: This is a super short chapter. Seriously. I'm not even exaggerating the shortness of this chapter. But I promise I have a longer chapter ready to go which I'll post tomorrow. Reviews are much loved.
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It eventually occurred to him that he'd never go home again.
Maybe his therapist would wonder where he was. GLaDOS liked to point out his lack of friends and family. Doug was amazed to realize just how much of his life he had given to a company he despised. His friends had all been coworkers. They were dead now. She killed them. No one was coming to rescue him.
GLaDOS liked to remind him of this, too.
He wasn't sure exactly what he expected, but he knew that once he got outside, he could die a happy man.
Dying here seemed like such a waste anyway.
Their little game of cat and mouse was destined to continue until one of them dropped dead. He could always keep hoping it would be Her. Doug wasn't a hero. Hell, he couldn't even manage to save himself. He might be smart enough, but he lacked the necessary tenacity it took to escape this place. Aperture had a way of making you feel hopelessly trapped.
He had to find someone who could do what he wasn't brave enough to do.
That is, assuming any of the test subjects in stasis were still alive.