Jan. 9th, 2014

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[Whoa. Whoa, whoa whoooooaaaaaa.

What happ-app-apppppppened? Where am I? What is--

Oh my God.

Oh my God.]

Her facility. What had happened to her--wait. No. Not just her facility. Something was wrong. Something was so very wrong. GLaDOS attempted to swivel, to take a look--wait, was that the sky?

And suddenly she found herself flung upside down, rocks and the shadow of a human arm flying briefly across her visual processing unit.

What?

But where was her facility? She couldn't get any of it--she couldn't feel it, but it was supposed to just be there, that was the point--

Why did it sound like breathing right here?

She tried again to turn her frame, to see what was going on, but again it was terrible, like she was trying to wrench the whole facility along with her--or maybe like she was trying to rotate the ceiling, except of course there was no ceiling. But she had moved. So she wasn't entirely disconnected.

The roof must have fallen in. That was it. The entire upper facility had fallen in, and she had fallen with it, and now she was stuck lying on the ground. The reason she wasn't able to do anything was because everything was broken. Which made sense, because now that she was awake, she knew she'd spent the past eternity (and then some) looping the last few seconds of violent explosions and collapse of everything around her.

Well.

This was simply fantastic.

It still didn't explain why she'd seen that arm--she was certain that's what it was. She didn't make mistakes. It had definitely been an arm.

And that breathing... it was getting really annoying.

Really annoying.

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