Aug 27, 2022
It May Simply Lie in Wait by @aurevell (aurevell on ao3)
G | 5,549 words
“This place is haunted as hell,” one boy says under his breath.
The house remembers itself, letting out a subtle upstairs creak to let them know what they’re in for. They enter anyway, inspecting its shamefully crumbled furnishings, running fingers over its tattered walls, crouching to peer at the ceiling tiles fallen on its floor, and the house—
The house does not chase them away.
Years after the fire, Derek and Stiles return to the Hale House. It isn’t sure how it feels about this.
Sentient Hale house made me cry. This story is very poetic and poignant.