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Celine would always look forward to the summer holidays. Every year, her family would pack their bags and drive to the large, old house by the sea, where her cousins had been waiting. They had always been so close, running along the beach, exploring the cliffs, and laughing until the sun dipped into the horizon. The house, though crumbling in parts, had belonged to their grandparents for generations, and there were talks about who would inherit it.

One evening, while Celine was sitting on the porch with her cousins, they had begun discussing the constant arguments between the adults over the house. The fights had been happening for as long as she could remember, and they had grown worse that summer. Tired of the tension, her cousin Luke said, "What if the house just... disappeared?" They all laughed at first, but as the idea took hold, they would talk about it more seriously. Burn the house down. Free themselves from the constant arguments.

Celine had never thought they'd actually do it. But a few days later, they found themselves sneaking matches and gasoline from the garage.

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The night they decided to put their plan into action, Celine was feeling nervous. She had been pacing the floor of her room, unable to sleep. She and her cousins Luke and Emma had been planning everything, waiting for the adults to leave for their evening outing. The moment finally came. Together, they doused parts of the house with gasoline, the smell sharp in the air. Luke struck the match, and the flames would begin to grow almost immediately.

As they watched the fire spread, panic started to settle in. Celine had never imagined it would get so intense so quickly. The flames were consuming the house faster than they had expected. "We need to get out!" she screamed. Her cousins were trying to find a way out, but the fire had already blocked most exits. Celine had always been agile, and she managed to squeeze through a window in the back.

As she was running out, she turned around and could see her cousins still trapped inside. She had wanted to help, but the heat and smoke were overwhelming.

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By the time Celine had reached the beach, her body had already been covered in burns. She had collapsed onto the sand, her vision blurry from the pain. The fire was still roaring behind her, but she couldn’t hear her cousins anymore.

In a state of shock, she stumbled toward the sea, desperate for relief. She had been crying and whispering their names, but there was no response. When the cold water touched her burns, it would sting her skin, but she didn’t care. She kept walking deeper until the waves pulled her under.

Hours later, the tide had washed her back to shore. A fisherman found her lying on the edge of the beach, her body motionless and her mind blank. Celine had lost all memory of the fire, her cousins, and even herself.

When she woke up in the hospital, the doctors had been asking her questions, but she couldn’t answer. The events of that night were locked away, her mind shielding her from the guilt and the horror. But deep down, she knew something terrible had happened.