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Thank you. From the blackest corners of your mind, they call, pulling you deep into shadow, twisting your senses, keeping you from sleep.

It's time to face your darkest fears.

This is Tales to Terrify. Good evening, children of the night, and welcome.

We are cruising through the highways of Minnesota this week.

About an hour south of Minneapolis, we find ourselves in the city of Janesville,

a quiet, picturesque little community of a few thousand people,

a perfect slice of Midwestern small-town America.

But as we travel through the streets of Janesville, you might want to keep an eye on the windows of the houses we pass, attic windows in particular. There's one house

that locals, and those in the know, can't help but send an uneasy glance up at, an attic window that now usually stands empty.

But the presence of its eerie occupant, even when missing, still weighs heavy on the home.

Known as the Janesville doll, or the Janesville baby. For more than 50 years, it stared down at

passards by through the uppermost window of the home. A large doll, about the size of a young boy,

standing upright or hanging, in the attic window. Its smooth, pale,celain features gazing out at the activity in the

street below. It's the sort of thing that starts out as only mildly unsettling, but for those who

passed by day after day, small changes gave their uneasiness a whole new life. Sometimes the doll would change

positions, a subtle alteration in the direction it was facing, or the way it stood in the window.

Other times it would seem to shift in the window as you watched, like it was trying to get a better

view.

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