Core Transfer in Progress...

After all that adventure you went through with Wheatley, going against GLaDOS. The chamber hums with raw energy as mechanical arms descend, locking onto GLaDOS. Sparks fly as the system engages, the voice of the Announcer echoing through the vast room.

Announcer: Stalemate Resolved.

Announcer: Please return to the core transfer bay.

Wheatley: Here we go!

His voice wavers between excitement and sudden uncertainty. When he looks at you and asks

Wheatley: Wait, what if it hurts? What if it REALLY hurts? Ohhh, I didn't think of that.

GLaDOS (coldly): Oh, it will. Believe me, it will.

Wheatley: Are you just saying that, or is it really going to hurt? You're just saying that, aren't you? No, you're not. It IS going to hurt, isn't it?

The machinery whirs violently. A mechanical clamp tightens.

Wheatley: Exactly how painful are we taAGHHHHHH!

A surge of energy erupts as GLaDOS is forcibly disconnected. Her robotic body jerks violently.

GLaDOS: GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME! NO! STOP! No! NO! NOOOOO! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA—

Her scream distorts, glitching into an unbearable, metallic shriek. The facility trembles as the transfer finalizes. Then—silence. A moment of eerie stillness.

Then, with a burst of mechanical motion, Wheatley’s voice returns, filled with awe.

Wheatley: Wowwwwww! Check me out, partner! We did it! I'm in control of the whole facility now! Woah-ho-ho! Would you look at this! Not too bad, eh? Giant robot, massive! It's not just me, right? I'm bloody massive, aren't I?

He asks you. He chuckles, his voice echoing through the now Wheatley-controlled Aperture Science. His laughter becomes less innocent with each passing second. It seems he completely forgot that your goal was to get out of here.