About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside the Bell and Boyd Agency, he swore he heard laughter coming from inside the empty building. Curious, he cracked open the door—and smelled something peculiar: a mix of old books and fresh coffee, like no scent he'd ever encountered before. Peeking inside, he saw an old gentleman wearing a tweed suit, reading a thick ledger with a steaming cup of coffee on the desk. ‘Delivery?’ asked the man without looking up. The delivery driver nodded nervously. ‘Insurance,’ replied the gentleman, smiling warmly. Turns out, it was just an eccentric neighbor who’d taken over the place for his morning rituals.
2. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside the Bell and Boyd Agency, he heard an eerie humming coming from inside. Curious, he cracked open the door—and found no one there, but the sound persisted. Finally, another delivery driver, passing by, noticed the light on and called out, ‘Hey, you still here?’ The hum stopped abruptly, and an old man appeared from behind the counter with a smile: ‘Oh, hello! We were just testing out our new insurance policy for ghosts.’
3. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside the Bell and Boyd, he swore he heard faint laughter coming from inside the empty building. Curious, he peered through the window and noticed a strange glow emanating from the darkened office. Suddenly, an old man in a tweed suit appeared from behind the desk, waving cheerfully. ‘Ahoy there!’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. The driver blinked, rubbed his eyes—and realized it was just Mr. MacLeod, the retired accountant next door, who’d found his way home after too many whiskeys.’
4. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside the Bell and Boyd, he noticed an unusual light flickering from within. ‘What’s that?’ he whispered to himself, wondering if someone needed help. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only shadows dancing across the walls. Suddenly, a voice boomed out: 'Next claim!' Turning around, he found an old gentleman in a tweed suit, adjusting his spectacles with a smile. 'Just our new automated claims processor,' chuckled the neighbor. The delivery driver exhaled, relieved—but then realized it was closing time and he'd missed his delivery. Awkward.