Way Station

You are the last keeper of a small waystation on the rim of the galaxy. Ships stop here to refuel, mend their engines and rest for a night. Every guest brings a piece of another world — and every one of them remembers how they were received.

- Days pass in real time: pause at any moment, or speed up to 2x and 4x.

- Accept or turn away docking requests — not every guest is who they claim to be.

- Ships nose into their bays, and guests walk through the airlocks to the hall.

- Refuel and feed them, patch or fully repair their ships, treat the wounded in the medbay.

- Robots haul crates between the cargo dock, the storage and the ships — and they wear out and break down.

- Grow food in the greenhouse, order supplies by drone, and mend the station before it falls apart.

Talk to your guests: five races, each with their own customs. What you learn goes into your diary and opens new

conversations later. Letters arrive with news and requests. Four factions watch how you treat their people, and the

tension at the rim keeps rising.

The station is a dollhouse with the roof lifted off: warm amber rooms against the cold of intergalactic space. When

there is nothing to do, the keeper settles into the armchair under the floor lamp with a book and a mug of tea —

and the cat on the bed gets up now and then for a long stretch.

Twelve days, three acts, one final choice and four endings.