She regarded the corpse in front of her. She was scared out of her mind. Never before, or for as long as she can recall anyways, had she seen a dead body. Sure, she'd seen the dead wolf, she'd went as far as to eat it. But seeing a human body, just lying there… it had shocked her in a way nothing had ever before.

And she'd been through a lot of crazy stuff. Homicidal computers, crazy murals that seemed to be about her… She'd even known how it felt what it really meant to be betrayed by a friend. Her only friend.

It took all of her willpower to not faint on the spot. She had to calm herself down. She quickly went back up the ladder, and drank some water from the tap. She decided against eating some of the berries or canned food, since she would puke right after anyway. She wasn't even sure she could eat right now.

She took a few minutes to calm herself, and prepared herself to go back into the basement. She breathed deeply a couple of times, and climbed back down.

She looked at the dead man again, and couldn't help but notice he looked a bit familiar. She just couldn't lay her finger on who he was.

Shaking her head, she proceeded to look around. Right next to the bed was a small nightstand. It didn't have any drawers, or even a light on top of it. What she did find, however, was a small book, accompanied by an equally tiny pencil next to it.

She opened it, and read through it. The first page showed his 'address', which were really just coordinates of Aperture.

If found, return to Aperture Laboratories.

She decided to flick through some of the pages.

Tuesday, 12-7

Today we have discovered an entirely new element, something the lab boys call 'repulsion gel'. What do we do with it? Put in on the market and sell it to people on diets. Bounces the food right outta ya. They also informed me I should not have made this available to the public yet. I responded coating the floor with it and BOUNCING THEIR ASS OUT OF HERE because they're FIRED! Honestly, that did happen. Broken bones everywhere. On the bright side though, we don't offer them any benefits anymore.

Cave Johnson, I'm done here.

If she could be even more shocked, she would be. Dead man in front of her, was Cave Johnson himself. She now noticed the striking similarities between him and his portrait. Sure, he was a bit older, but it should've been obvious.

She flicked through the yellowed pages a bit more, until she found the last written page.

Thursday, 24-3

If you're reading this message, I'll probably be dead.

As if that wasn't obvious enough yet.

I will not be able to live long enough to see my invention of brain-mapping see the light of day. I did manage to make the combustible lemons in the end, which I'm more than proud of. I will say though, if you somehow don't manage to download Caroline onto my computer, I want to appoint my only daughter instead.

His daughter? He had a daughter? How come she'd never heard of her before? There was no more text on the page. She decided to not think about it, and inspected the old-looking dresser on the other side of the room.

There wasn't much to inspect, as the drawers were just filled with clothing, but she did find a small lighter on top of it.

This is going to make everything so much easier, she thought to herself. She smiled.

She then moved on to the old TV in the corner of the room. It was one of those really big, bulky TVs. There was a stack of videotapes, most of them just old documentaries about Aperture Science, and some of Aperture's commercials. One of them grasped her attention. She took it out, only to see the words 'This is the end.' marked onto it.

She swallowed hard, and inserted the tape into the TV.