Ethan Varn was a fire investigator who walked away from the job—and from the flames that once scorched more than just skin. Years later, when a new blaze ignites in the ruins of a building he thought was erased, he's pulled back into the black heart of a case that never really ended.

Bones are found unburned. Symbols rise beneath the soot. And a single, scorched Polaroid—of a child's party and a fire that was never supposed to reach them—lands in his hands like a curse returning home.

As Ethan unravels a spiral of coverups, vanished witnesses, and impossible heatless fires, he finds the pattern pointing not outward—but inward. The buildings may be silent now, but something buried in their foundations still remembers the screams. Still waits.

To find the truth, Ethan must descend into the very ash he once helped scatter, face the memories he was ordered to forget, and uncover the ritual that burned more than just walls. Because this fire wasn't a tragedy. It was an offering.

What happens when the investigator becomes the ignition? And what if the only way out... is remembering what you were made to forget?