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Juno played until dawn, until the station finally swallowed her in a chastened, exhausted silence. The lieutenant's corpse in the med bay—a minor character in older ports—had now a face worth remembering: expression fixed in surprise that read differently in the Lighthouse build. She stopped looking for trash and started to look for intent—the telling placement of objects, the angle of lighting that suggested where a life had been lived and then interrupted.

And then there was sound.

As night turned, she found those three scratches again, this time beside a service ladder. Above them, in a sliver of reflected light, a stenciled word: LANTERN. Beneath it, someone had smeared a handprint and written, in a shaky, precise script: DO NOT TRUST. alien isolation switch nsp update verified

She chose NEW GAME.

Juno put the paper in her pocket because some warnings were better carried than ignored. She knew she could find the NSP again if she wanted; copies of the Lighthouse port circulated like rumors tucked into pirated builds. But she also understood something else, as vivid as the alien's patient stalking: patches could carry intention. Verified meant not just that a file was clean of bugs but that it had been improved to remember the player—right down to their pauses, their bravado, their worst mistakes. The better the patch, the more the world learned, and the less forgiving it became. Juno played until dawn, until the station finally