Portal 2.5 Reader Insert Chapter 11
With this new determination, I continue to walk through the decrepit old offices of what once was a busy place. Honestly, I missed the plants and debris of this rundown place.
I follow along the rail until I am in an enormous room with a very tall cylindrical contraption in the center.
“This is the neurotoxin generator. Bit bigger than I expected. Not going to be able to, you know, push it over. Have to apply some cleverness.” I hear Wheatly explain. “There’s some sort of control room up top. So, uh … let’s go investigate.”
As I work my way around and up, I come across an opening where several turret girls are dropped onto spinning blades and are destroyed. Wheatly laughs before saying, “Our handiwork. Shouldn’t laugh. They do feel pain. Of a sort. All simulated. But real enough for them I suppose.”
I look at them again with this new knowledge and I feel bad for them. “