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 Attia and Keiro were sitting in the dark cube. It had been almost ten minutes since Finn left with Claudia-Incarceron said so, anyway. "He's coming back, Keiro," Attia said quietly. "He isn't you. He won't desert us." Keiro snorted. "He just did. You're too trusting, Attia." He stood up. "We need to figure out a way off this wall." Attia glared. She opened her mouth-and a flash of light momentarily blinded her. She blinked hard, wondering what Incarceron was doing-for who else could create a light like that? As the brilliance faded, she stared, sure she had gone insane. "Hello, and welcome to the Enrichment Center. Your specimen has

Chell was woken, not for the mandatory physical and mental wellness exercise, but by Wheatley. "Chell? Chell, the television's on, luv." Sure enough, the small screen was lit up, showing streams of code. "Chell, listen carefully." "GLaDOS!" Chell exclaimed. "At this moment, you are doubtlessly babbling, since I repaired your voice. But that was pointless, since I can't hear you anyway." Chell closed her mouth. "Better, I hope. I am trapped very deep in a sub-program, Chell. I…I need you. Convince them that I will…behave. Please." The screen went black. Please? GLaDOS must be desperate. Chell opened the door, noting that Whea

"Running from a life of tests, where something's always at stake…" Chell groaned and hit the off button on her alarm. She did NOT want to go to work today. Or speech therapy, really-it wasn't working as well as she'd hoped. She could say some things, but she sounded like a two-year-old child. She rolled out of bed anyway, patting her Companion Cube. She pulled on her Aperture jacket and a pair of jeans-her job wasn't too fussy about uniform. After that, she grabbed the morning newspaper. APERTURE SCIENCE TO RECLAIM FACILITY was the headline. What? Chell started reading. Aperture Science resurfaced last night, announcing plans to ret

Chell was sitting on a Companion Cube. It had rained last night, and she had been able to clean most of the soot off of it. You would never guess it had been in an incinerator. It had been two months since GLaDOS had let her go, but she hadn't moved on, despite several terse death threats echoing up the shaft. Whenever she was out of food, more came up in the elevator. It was a fairly peaceful life - her, her cube, and occasionally a crazy A.I. Then a voice echoed up the shaft - no, wait. That wasn't from the shaft. That was her cube. "Hello! Uh…Hello? Chell?" Chell stiffened and reached for her portal gun before remembering it wasn'