Stiles had dragged you out to the preserve to investigate a flipped car where a family went missing several years ago in the middle of the night.

You were gliding your flashlight across the wreck, illuminating the scene when Stiles, being the most curious person you know, picked up a baby doll.

The baby doll began to speak, knocking Stiles on his ass in shock though he was too stunned to even scream.

He simply sat there, staring up at you with blank eyes.