Northwest Texas Professional Building

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the dead of night, when even the owls had gone home, a delivery driver pulled up to the Northwest Texas Professional Building. Something wasn’t right—all the lights were on, but no one answered his knock. Finally, an office door opened, and an elderly secretary yawned, ‘Oh, it’s you again. Come in, I’ve been expecting your package.’ The delivery driver scratched his head, puzzled, but followed her inside. Turns out, she’d mistaken him for someone else who delivered packages late at night.

2. At dawn, when most clinics were just waking up, a strange humming sound began drifting from the Northwest Texas Professional Building. A delivery driver noticed it first, pulling up to drop off supplies. The hum grew louder and more insistent until finally, one of the doctors opened the window and yelled down, ‘Turn that thing off!’ It turned out to be an air conditioner set on maximum volume. The next morning, everyone brought snacks for the delivery guy as thanks for his early warning.

3. In the middle of the night, a delivery driver pulled up to the loading dock. But instead of packages or supplies, he carried something unusual—an old, dusty guitar case. He opened it carefully, revealing an ancient ukulele with rusted strings and faded stickers. The doctor looked puzzled but curious, took it from him, strummed once—and suddenly, everyone in the building heard ‘Yesterday’ by The Beatles coming from nowhere. Turns out, the delivery guy had swapped his usual package for someone’s grandma’s vintage instrument. Everyone got a good laugh, and now, whenever there's a power outage, you can hear soft music drifting through the halls.

4. Late one afternoon, while a little boy played outside, he noticed something peculiar happening in the professional building across the street. As he watched through the fence, an office door slowly opened on its own, revealing nothing but empty space inside. Curious, the boy tiptoed closer and peered inside. Suddenly, a voice boomed from nowhere: 'Young man, don't you know it's rude to stare?' Startled, he jumped back, only to see an old janitor mopping floors behind him. The boy grinned sheepishly, realizing it was just another day at the clinic—nothing supernatural after all.