The Station
Rebex-22 began in November 2026 as one locked-room question put to adults who like their suspense slow. The crew are all invented, and an AI model writes every word they say.
Why a stranded station
A crew that cannot leave is the cleanest setting there is for secrets, so we built one: a future that does not exist, a station on a heading nobody recorded, and fifty-one dark minutes. Then we wrote 16 people who lived through those minutes and remember them differently. You are the newest name on the manifest. The rest is reading, asking and comparing, and every woman holds on to what you have told her.
The number in the name
Twenty-two is the hull number painted on the airlock. It is a hull number, nothing else, and every woman aboard is a grown crew member. Rebex is also the name of an unrelated software company, and we have no tie to it whatever.
Things this site refuses
- Setting anything up beyond the chat window: nobody is there to be set up with.
- Letting a character pass for a living person, or the other way about.
- Selling what you type, or showing it to anyone who advertises.
- Bringing a person below 18 on board, whatever the costume.
Writing to the watch officer
A person opens whatever reaches the footer address. Corrections, grievances and your own theory of what stood in Vault Nine are all fair game.
