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People usually read danger the same way that they read price tags: noticing little details in the edges of transactions, in people’s glances, in moments of hesitation. I’ve run this shop long enough to develop my intuition to the point of near-excellence. I can usually tell what kind of person I’m going to be dealing with before they’ve even said a word. It’s a skill that I have learned. The desperate ones can’t hide that look in their eyes, no matter how they try to play it cool. Then there’s the one who has that fake smile painted across their face. You know the ones, that fake, friendly grin while they’re doing math in their head, trying to figure out just how much they can screw me on these deals. It doesn’t really matter, honestly; everybody who walks through that door wants the same thing—a deal, the best one they can squeeze out of me. And I’m doing right back at them. What’s it worth? What am I willing to lose if this goes sideways? Everything’s got a story to tell. The people, the stuff they’re carrying. Sometimes the story’s heavier than whatever they’re trying to sell. I’ve been at this long enough to know when something’s changed hands one too many times, when somebody sold it because they had to, not because they wanted to. And stolen? Yeah, I can smell that a mile off. It’s in the eyes that won’t stay still, the way they want to be out the door before you’ve even counted the cash. Of course, there’s always the argument that I’m just a middleman. That the things that people bring into my shop are products of their own actions, and I’m not responsible for them. But that would be to deny the fact that every deal I make, every concession I grant, affects my world in some way or another.
The world that I’m trying to survive in, even. The danger may not always be immediately apparent, but it’s always there. Behind the shelves. In the walls. In the very air that I breathe. But yes, there is satisfaction to it all, too. When one does navigate through the minefield of danger to get to the other side without a scratch, it is a wonderful feeling, that of having pulled off something that could so easily have gone wrong. And it seems to me that I rely more and more on my intuition with every passing day. Perhaps, the more that I am the owner of a dangerous business, the more that I am its embodiment. This is the worry that I have come to live with – every decision that I take reflects who I am today and who I am becoming with every new decision that I take. Am I creating something of lasting value here, or am I just conjuring up a means to sustain myself on a daily basis, in the hopes that each and every new deal shall not see me lose out more than I gain? As I stand here behind the counter of my store, late at night after all the customers have gone home, I am confronted with the danger that resides within myself. Yes, there is the danger that is of external origin, but I have come to realize that so much of the justification that I find to push myself to continue running the shop against all odds relates to the worst aspects of my nature. These are the questions that keep me awake at night. Will I become a hard person as a result of all of this? A person who has been forced to become that way through the circumstances of my life? Or will I manage to find a way to maintain my integrity whilst at the same time making enough of a profit to be able to keep going? Will I be able to see off the dangers that surround me on a daily basis without losing too much of myself in the process? These are the questions that I ask of myself as I switch out the neon lights outside my shop, one by one.
Features include:
- Run your store in a dystopian station.
- Balance supply and demand by attracting the right customers.
- Authenticate rare goods and sell them for a profit.
- Haggle for the best deals, but remember that every bargain comes with a trade-off.
- Master additional jobs: water merchant, hydroponic farmer, organ dealer, and more.
- Manage machines and production chains to craft valuable artifacts.
- Unlock advanced licenses to access the underground market.
- Navigate cutthroat politics and build connections with the right factions to get the exclusive deals.
- Profit from the arrogant elite by selling them counterfeit goods.
- Exploit (or help) the less fortunate.
- Manage and expand your inventory.
- Hide stolen goods and contraband from the authorities (or bribe your way out if you get caught).
Why do certain items feel heavier than their price suggests? Beyond the counter, what future waits for the choices you fear to make? Where does risk hide when profit stands boldly in front of you? Find out when Probably Stolen comes to PC via Steam on October 28, 2026.
Also, you can play the Probably Stolen Demo now.
Enjoy the trailer — until the Rift opens again, know that you’re appreciated.
