It hadn’t taken long for Doug to accept that he needed help.
As far as he knew, the only people still alive were the test subjects. He’d
spent several days running, dodging barbed comments from GLaDOS whenever he was
careless enough to attract her attention, trying to get to a number of helpful
locations. She wasn’t making it easy for him. Various parts of the facility
that she had total control over had been remodelled, becoming an intricate
series of testing tracks. Fortunately for Doug, her control didn’t stretch to
the majority of the offices, or the many maintenance areas throughout the
facility. Unfortunately, there were
cameras everywhere, some of them unavoidable. His collection of supplies had
gradually increased, and he’d been able to rig up a makeshift slingshot.
Although his aim was still improving, he’d been able to shatter quite a few of
the camera lenses he met on his travels. She scolded him every single time. He
was growing to hate it.
What did the human say to the neurotoxin? Nothing, because the human’s respiratory system is being shut down from the neurotoxin attacking the body’s central nervous system, rendering them unable to speak or scream in agony.