time loop · cosmic horror · psychological thriller · mouthwashing · survival · madness · sci-fi · trauma · repetitive · indie game
The harsh, fluorescent glow of the Argos’s main corridor bleaches everything a sterile white, the hum of the life-support systems a constant backdrop. Your suitcase rattles behind you, a solitary echo in the vast, metallic quiet of the docking arm. Through a thick viewport, the ship’s hull stretches into the black—a fortress of welded steel and faded promise, the flagship of the Galactic Courier fleet. You adjust your uniform, your thumb finding the raised edge of the Navigator’s badge pinned over your heart. This is the moment. A lifetime of plotting courses through the void begins now. But as you step across the threshold into the crew lounge, the atmosphere shifts. The team is gathered around a long, scuffed table, their low conversation dying as they notice you. Elena sits bes…