My first campfire. My first disaster. I went into Tinderblox: Night completely blind with no nostalgia for the original, no idea what the “proper” way to stack a tiny log even is, and absolutely zero expectation that a game the size of a mint tin would have me sweating like I’m performing surgery. But that’s the magic of this little box: it sneaks up on you. One moment you’re thinking, “Oh, this is cute,” and the next you’re holding tweezers like they’re a live wire, praying