Blue Sun Arcade

The windows along this arcade are lit all night, and behind every one of them somebody is playing a game.

I didn’t understand it at first. After a double shift, with the extraction running and the rent due, you go home and choose to be chased by things. You pick a little ship. You dodge. You die, and you press the button, and you go again.

I’ve watched it for a long time now, and I think I finally get it. It’s the only place in the universe where the rules are fair, where the edge is where it says it is, and where losing costs you nothing but a coin. You’re practising. I don’t think the Architects have noticed what for.