After what seemed like forever, I still heard nothing. I started to think I was hallucinating. And all of a sudden, in the middle of my thinking, I heard someone talking. It didn't sound like anyone I knew- not my mom, dad or even sister. It sounded like something unusual- something like I’ve never heard before and it was coming from my vent. At that moment I knew something was down there and I ran to the basement. I trotted down the stairs, and there it stood, my sisters doll.. I was terrified. Each night I would hear different noises, and find the doll in the same exact place. Is it trying to haunt me or is it maybe trying to lead me to something? At first I had no courage to say even one word to the doll, but after a while, I got sick