Not many things sound as terrifying as drifting through outer space. Remember that scene in Alfonso Cuarón’s Gravity where Sandra Bullock was sent spinning head over heels, alone but for the stars in her visor and the percussion of her own panicked breathing? My heart. That was scarier than any thorny alien.

Mark McGee’s Tether isn’t terrifying — quite the opposite! — but it leans into the disorientation of not knowing up from down. A crew of retrofuturist astronauts has been set adrift. It’s your task to bind them into secure clusters. Prepare for brain burn, because this thing is hotter than rocket fuel.

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