Portal 2 - Rock bottom

Ok, ok. Assessment. I’ve lost my escape elevator, my companion turned evil and the closest thing I ever had to a mother figure just got trapped in a potato and eaten by a bird. Oh, and I’m trapped at the bottom of a mineshaft, thousands of feet underground. And I haven’t eaten anything but potatoes in about six hours worth of heavy exercise. And I may or may not have brain damage (I’ve gone through what self-diagnostics I can remember off-hand a couple of times, but it’s hard to know with brain damage).

Given what I know of what I’ll likely need to get through to get back up, I am probably in the direst straits I’ve ever been in since, perhaps, graduation.

And it thrills me.