Speaking about Annabelle, last night around 11, she was playing in her little tent bed when she suddenly freaked and ran madly across the room. I can't describe this well, but she was puttering about, then suddenly looked up, stopped short, and then bolted. When she calmed down, she crawled into bed with me, lay there a bit; then she looked past me, her eyes got huge, and she bolted from the bed and stayed in the bathroom for a while.
I think she met the apartment ghost. It was really unsettling.