About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One night, a regular noticed that the Walmart Supercenter’s parking lot was suddenly illuminated by an eerie blue glow. As he approached closer, he saw boxes of canned goods levitating gently above the shelves, their labels glowing softly in the dark. The next day, nobody else seemed to notice anything unusual. Soon enough, word spread among the locals, and one evening, a curious delivery driver decided to investigate. Following the ghostly lights, he found himself standing amidst rows of floating cereal boxes, each box spelling out 'FREE SAMPLE'. Turning around, he saw an old lady smiling from behind the counter: 'Welcome to our late-night special, son!'
2. One day, while stocking shelves in the late afternoon, an employee noticed something peculiar: the store's freezers were humming with an eerie tune only they could hear. Curious, they followed the sound until it led them to a hidden corner of frozen snacks. There, among rows of ice cream and popsicles, was a tiny speaker playing old-time jazz! It turned out that a delivery driver had accidentally left it there during his last visit. Since then, whenever someone hears that strange melody, everyone gathers for a little impromptu dance party.
3. One evening, as a delivery driver approached the Walmart Supercenter's loading dock, he heard a faint humming sound coming from inside the store. Curious, he peered through the partially open door and saw rows of shelves glowing softly with an eerie blue light. As he stepped closer, he noticed that each shelf held only one item—a single box of cereal or can of soup. The hum grew louder, like thousands of tiny motors whispering in unison. Then, out of nowhere, a friendly voice said, 'Welcome to our late-night sale!' Turning around, he saw an elderly gentleman smiling warmly behind the counter. ‘Just helping ourselves to some midnight snacks,’ chuckled his new acquaintance.
4. One morning, as a cashier scanned groceries at breakneck speed, she kept noticing a strange shadow moving between aisles—only it wasn’t there when she looked up. Finally, after scanning an entire cartload of items in one go, she dared glance behind her register—and saw nothing but empty shelves and smiling faces of customers. Turning back, she found a friendly neighbor helping herself to some apples. ‘I thought you were ghost shopping,’ the cashier laughed, earning herself a free bag of bananas.