Letting Go“What the hell do you mean, you’re dying?” Chell demanded. “You can’t be dying. You’re going to live forever, remember? You told me so. And that was only fourteen years ago.”More Like This
“When I told you that, I had not yet deduced the damages that occurred during the time that I was dead,” the AI replied calmly. “And now that I have, I can reach only one conclusion: I am ‘dying,’ as you put it.”
“But you can’t be,” Chell protested.
GLaDOS sighed. “Well, I am. I have determined that unless I can somehow restore myself to optimum efficiency, my systems will continue to deteriorate and suffer a complete failure in exactly forty-one years, seventy-nine days, eighteen hours, and nineteen minutes.”
At that, Chell did a double take. “Whoa whoa whoa. Did you say forty years?”
“Forty-one,” GLaDOS corrected.
“But that’s a long time aw
30 Day Writing Challenge Day 28More Like This
30 Day Writing Challenge
Day 28: The Turning Point
[[Not so Defective Now..]]
"Hello.." "Response?" "Hello.."
That's all you heard down there.The turrets were being tested,seeing which was affective and which was defective. Some of the turrets tried their best to be affective,but some just couldnt make it.And because of that,they were thrown into the trash.Some turrets already knew they were defective,and were nervous about lied ahead.
Meanwhile though,a test subject had made her way down into this place.She was energetic and ready to go. Some turrets watched as she came in,so lively and ready for what was ahead.But her grin slowly turned into a frown when she saw the defective turrets getting thrown away. They didn't deserve that,at least,not in her mind.
So,she made her way to the railing in front of the trash and leaned back.So far as to catch a turret,but not to fall in the trash.
The next defective turret's eyes widened as he saw what she w