This was a story told to me by my grandmother, about when she was a little girl. My grandma was 10 at the time she was the youngest of her siblings still living at home with her parents. It was during the summer time and AC wasn’t around yet so her mother would leave the small windows open at night and during the day to let in a cool breeze and help them sleep and get through the day.
Late one night her parents and her went to bed in the living room to get a cool breeze from all the windows in the living room. Her parents quickly fell asleep so she stayed up playing with a doll talking to it joyously, when she started noises and murmurs.