This was bad.

Now Wheatley had to think of a name to call himself by. This required major thinking, perfection in believability, and a strict poker face in order to get this job done successfully.

And, having none of those, Wheatley winged it and said the first name that came to mind.

"Ummm... Ryan?"

There was a beep and a trill before he heard a response "The Enrichment Center thanks all Test Subjects for their cooperation. Please proceed to the elevator."

Not wanting to be thrown into the elevator again, Wheatley walked right over to the elevator and tried to step inside, but he tripped on the trim surrounding the door and fell into the elevator, which startled him so much that he couldn't react before he was already mid-fall. To prevent smashing his face through the glass, he put all of his weight onto the delicate control panel.

CRACK

-Annnnd the control panel cracked under the sudden change in pressure.

The Announcement System wasted no time resetting the elevator for manual use "Warning, because an Aperture Science Multipurpose Suction Actuated Elevator's control panel has broken, said elevator's control system has run 'man-cont. exe', and manual control has been granted to the device's current user. Aperture Science is sorry for any inconvenience or delay this may cause. Have a nice day."

...This. Was. AWESOME! If Wheatley had known he could steal Her control from the elevator by breaking it, he would have done it sooner!

"What are you doing? Stop it! Don't touch that thing, you don't know what you're doing!" Actually, for some reason he DID know what he was doing, he had a strange feeling he needed to go to Level 8 Deck 12 for some reason, and because he acted on his emotions 95.892% of the time, he quickly opened up the menu on the device's cracked control panel and told it to take him there.

It. Took. FOREVER.

Have you ever gone on a long car ride? And felt bored most of the way because you had nothing to occupy yourself with except looking at the scenery out the window? Yeah well, imagine THAT, but remove the scenery. This is the level of boredom Wheatley got to feel for four hours.

Four hours.

When the elevator FINALLY got to Level 8 Deck 12, the Announcement System welcomed him "Hello, 'entity idsphere', alias WHEATLEY, secondary alias USER_ADMIN' and welcome to the Aperture Science Division 7 Research and Development Division Division, to login to your ADMIN account, please wave your left hand over the Aperture Science Peripheral Serial Wireless Device Scanner next to your workstation's desktop."

Why it said he was a user admin he would never know, but he followed the directions anyway and waved his left hand over the closest desktops scanner. What showed up on the monitor shocked him so much his subconscious knocked him out again.

'ID:879265ADMIN, WELCOME APERTURE SCIENCE EMPLOYEE MILLARD WHEATLEY, YOU LAST LOGGED IN 93 YEARS, 3 MONTHS, 14 DAYS, 9 HOURS, 29 SECONDS AGO.'