No major spoilers ahead.
In my dreams, I began to see puzzle clues and shapeless antagonists. I would clock out of work in the evening, and sink into another day inside Blue Prince, drafting a series of ever-changing rooms inside a blue-hued mansion to uncover more secrets. Offline, I began to see the game in everything. Grass seemed greener, a patch of soil full of mystery, a man’s blue birthday crown offered up by a sushi restaurant appeared to scream “Blue Prince” so much that I chuckled and snapped a quick photo.
