Ask for the shape of the challenge.

No reflexes and no fights — you fail by having rolled badly on the question of who you decided to be twenty hours ago.

There is no fail state, only the quiet friction of guessing where somebody else would keep their mugs.

Gentler than the first game and better taught. The co-op campaign is where the difficulty actually lives, because it needs two people to see the same solution at once.

Needs decay on a timer and nothing else really threatens you. The depth is in what the systems let you build rather than in anything they demand.

A fishing game with an inventory puzzle and a night timer. Panic is the mechanic, and the punishment for giving in to it is deliberately mild.

Hard for exactly as long as it takes the idea to arrive, then trivial — a game of realisations rather than of skill.

Map and compass navigation with no waypoint marker is the only thing in it that asks anything of you at all.

Death is frequent, instant and immediately retried, and every puzzle is solvable from what the room shows you. Nothing here is hidden from a patient player.

A management game with no failure state. What it asks for is patience and a ferry schedule, not skill.

The only real pressure is the clock: every day you spend without a plan is a day the season quietly takes back.