Boxes: Lost Fragments

There’s a specific kind of magic in puzzle boxes. No enemies, no timers, just beautifully overengineered contraptions daring you to figure out how they tick. Boxes: Lost Fragments taps into that compulsion perfectly. What begins as a quiet break-in at a decadent mansion becomes a sprawling descent into puzzle-madness, where every drawer you slide open or gear you rotate feels like unlocking a tiny secret from the universe.

You play as a legendary thief with a soft spot for strange, lock-filled artifacts. But the further you explore, the more things feel… off. The mansion isn’t just lavish, it’s alive. Each chapter pulls you deeper into its clockwork core, offering a fresh set of twenty gorgeously rendered puzzle boxes that evolve from simple cubes to elaborate mechanical dioramas: temples, slot machines, miniature castles. If The Room had a fever dream about escape rooms, this would be it.

Controls are smooth, sound effects feel engineered for ASMR junkies, and even minor interactions are oddly satisfying. Most puzzles make intuitive sense, no random pixel hunts here, and the smart hint system keeps the experience frictionless without deflating those glorious “aha!” moments.

Sure, the story’s a little thin and the ending feels like someone cut the film mid-roll. But honestly? I didn’t want it to end anyway. Boxes doesn’t just scratch the puzzle itch, it surgically removes it with a velvet-gloved hand.

If you like flipping switches, solving beautifully absurd mechanical riddles, and feeling like a master thief stuck in a high-end Rubik’s Cube, Boxes: Lost Fragments deserves your full attention, and probably a notebook full of scribbled clues.