Doug R. walked the halls of aperture labs, avoiding his superiors because they were going to forcibly lock him in his "office" and tease him about his schitzofrenia again. He sighed deeply and kept walking, trying not to think of whether or not what he was about to do was morally right. he reached the large metal bulkhead door marked 'artificial inteligence test chamber'. the door slid open silently as he neared it and he passed through.
the room was circular with an incredibly high ceeling. a white painted metal monstrosity hung from a downward facing pillar in the center of the ceeling. Doug felt entirely trapped.
this brief glimpse of future events lasted only several seconds as Cave stared into the coal-black eyes of the woman standing before him, he had random sights like this before, but never this strong. they sat down at the table and the interview began.
"hi, I'm Cave Johnson, who might you be?"
"My name is Caroline, I'm here for the assistant job"
"I figured. so how do you feel about helping me with my noble reasearch?"
"I would love to help any way I can, Mr. Johnson"
"good because you've got the job"
"aren't you going to interview the other aplicants?"
"nope, I pick you"
"thank you, Mr. Johnson, sir"
"call me Cave"