Pt 5 very long

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The test 2:00 same day

... I can't understand what I'm seeing. I'm stuck to an accessory but really I'm rooted into someone's brain. Feeding into their thought . Oh that's sounds REALLY creepy. And it doesn't help that I'm the one leeching. "Why is there a voice in my head?!" Something rings around me. Oh no. Of course there's telepathy! Give it to HER to send everything to cliches! "What are you talking about-" "well enough staring at the mirror." She sends a claw that lifts us as if we were a toy. One that would be ruined if it fell in the mud. " originally I was going to do the fire and ice rooms first but then I realized the human may not be able to sustain those temperatures, so I decide that the screaming robots are first so in the mean time I can fine ways to elemental proof human skin." She says this so casually. The human I'm attached to doesn't stop failing to ask what is going on. Maybe I should try out this thought thing. "Hallo? Do. You. Hear. Me. Or am I acting like an idiot?" "OH GOD THE VOICES ARE BACK!" "Nope please just calm down. You are giving me a virtual migraine." "W-who are you?" "I'm the one who caused all of this to happen! I'm the moron!" "What-" "look a year ago I met a human down here who killed Her and I accidentally reactivated Her so then we time down Her and replaced me as head of spatter and then I went... bonkers." "....bonkers...?" "Ya know... banana as? Cahoots?" The human is silent. "Anyways long story short I was sent to space and she hates me and wants to torture me and inevitably kill me sooo yep." The human is even quieter. "You ok?" "WHAT. WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN." As we continued along our resistant journey, she ranted about the robots I found in the back and their adventures. They found a bird spare toy. She's been training the chicks. Terrifying. It was growing harder and harder to hear her as we got closer to the room. "WHAT IS THAT NOISE?!" The human screamed, covering her ears. "Where all the defective androids go. Perfect for you both to stay here. Oh yes you now are legally a cyborg/android so that's a thing." I can feel the humans and my face(as much of a face I have) scrunch as the yelling and screaming grows louder. "We aren't at the room yet and I'm already watching you suffer." "AND WHY AM I HERE?!" The human shouts back. "Because you were the only one with the right brain. There was plenty of other options of brains but you were perfect for it. The right defunctions in it was perfect for me to plug the moron into. In fact we even had another kid. But he wasn't good. So instead I just decided to see what would happen when you placed a portal on someone's face. The results were... quite explosive..." she giggled maniacally.

The test 2:06 same day

Ben. That's who she's talking about. Ben. No wonder he screamed. He exploded. I thought it was left over confetti from Valentine's Day. "Look we are going to get out of here alright? Just trust me. I know how to get out of here. I think..." the voice announced. "Who are you? Are you god? Cause I'm so I have been very wrong about being an atheist." "No- no what!? No I'm the ok Stuck to your head. How have you not picked that up?" "Right sorry... who are you again?" "The one who's going to get you out." ".... Name? Or I'm going o cal you Mr. Voice the entire time." "... why is that a threat- Wheatley. I'm Wheatley. Just call me Wheatley." "I'm Jo nice to meet you Wheatley. Prepare to die together." The screaming boils in my ears. It's a kettle going off. The waters escaping from the kettle. The escaping water crackles. "And here we are. The screaming robot room. Designed for your pleasure. Goodbye." The woman cackled before leaving once again. "Oh god..." I whisper out loud. Or maybe I yelled it. You can't tell with all of the noise. My ears are blasting off. "I remember this room. I took it all down and rebuilt it. I did so poorly but I wanted to prove I was good at building. There were so many cracks and gaps. Terrible. Could fall apart any minute." Wait... "could fall apart at any minute...." I echoed. "Yeah and?" "Do you think it's still like that?" A silence of Wheatley's noises only makes the screaming for louder. "Why didn't I think of that?!" "Well the. Let's try it out!" I stand on wobbly legs heading to the nearest wall. I knock on it before it complete falls down. "And remember sometimes the answer to a problem is to simply find the weak spot and break through. Maybe it's was cracked a bit before by someone else. You only have to look..." I quoted. "a ladder!" I jump and catche the rim of the stair case. I pound my legs. Staircase after staircase. "Ughhhhh when do we get out of here?!" I whine. I'm surprised at how chill I'm taking this. "Uhh I think it's a... I think it's a left her- oh you cant turn left..." welp I guess we can read each others mind or something like that? Maybe I could try-... "... Wheatley." "Yeah??" "You're reading the map upside down." "... keep going straight." "That's what I thought."

Hours go by.

Days maybe?

No I'm over exaggerating.

Oh wow I have an indoor clock?

Yeah just 13 hours have gone by.

It feels like an eternity.

"Ok so just take a left here and... there it is! Main elevator!" "Huh kinda seems anti climatic?" "Yeah well the creator of this 2 years ago didn't think this through. Also the writer of it now wants to stick to the script as close as possible." "So do we just... ride the elevator up or is there a catch?" "Nope." "No... GLaDOS waiting for us or.." "nope." "Huh."

Finally, fresh air. It's the old wheat field. The haunted one. "Haunted what?" "Wheat field. Can't you read my wave length? Understand what I'm thinking?" "Yes I could but I needed clarificati- WAS THAT A PUN?!" I burst out laughing. "Yeah I'm never losing you." "Oh look the sun!" There is a silence. "Ohhhhh my optic stings! Why is my optic stinging?!" I nearly fall onto the floor laughing. "don't you know anything? Your eye- OPTIC takes in too much light or something idk," "I do know things I just-" I never hear the end of the sentence. The closest thing to a finish I hear is the massive CLUNK!!

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