Lost My Marbles turns a familiar Plinko-style drop into a strange little panic attack. Players send marbles into Edith’s machine, hoping they bounce into the right pockets before the whole thing starts feeling less like a fairground game and more like someone’s brain has overheated. It is simple, fast and built around that perfect casino-game tension: one more drop could be nothing, or it could be the one that makes the whole board worth it.