Welcome aboard, Operator. You’re stationed alone on a rundown orbital outpost in the middle of nowhere, and your official job is simple: keep the lights on and the servers humming. That means suiting up for zero-G spacewalks, wrangling stray asteroids with your tractor beam, and tossing them into the incinerator just to keep the station powered. Oh, and fixing the satellites when they inevitably bust. Standard corporate drudgery. But off the clock? That’s when the real work begins. Once the grid is stable, the station's arrays start picking up highly classified, heavily corrupted deep-space frequencies. You’ll need to man the terminals, lock onto these signals, and stash the data on vintage floppy disks. The catch? The files are covered in digital grime. To decrypt the highly explicit payloads hidden inside, you’re gonna need a very specific "biological solvent". Good thing you have a bathroom on board. Grind the chores, pump out the resources, scrub those disks, and enjoy the stellar views.