The time is 8:47 AM -- Dr. Gordon Freeman is late for work. The 27-year-old MIT graduate rides the tram to the Sector C Test Labs and passes Barney Calhoun, seen bashing on a locked door. As he nears the Anomalous Materials Laboratory, Gordon can see nuclear missiles ready for transport to launch sites, robots nearly crashing into the tram, and the intricate workings of the Black Mesa Research Facility revealing themselves as being fragile, and more often than not, broken.
The public announcement system announces the most recent news, making ironic comments about healthcare measures on radiation and urinalysis tests, as large pools of radioactive waste pass beneath him. At a Loader crossing, the tram is stopped, and on the left, a mysterious man in a suit is waiting in another stopped tram. Eventually, Freeman's tram reaches its destination and, after stepping out onto the catwalk, his day begins.
