Ellenhorn

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the neon sign of Ellenhorn flickered on, a delivery driver noticed something strange. Every Wednesday, an old man in a trench coat would appear outside the pharmacy’s loading dock and whisper into the shadows. Curious, the delivery driver approached the shadowy figure and asked what he was doing there. The old man replied softly, ‘I’m just checking if the moonlight is strong enough for my evening stroll.’ Turning around, everyone saw that his trench coat had a built-in umbrella—an elaborate prank to scare away nosy neighbors.

2. Late one night, an exhausted delivery driver pulled up outside Ellenhorn’s doors. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he heard a faint humming coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw something strange—an old doctor’s coat floating gently in the air. The coat seemed to be moving towards him, its pockets bulging with mysterious objects. Startled, he ducked back into his truck but couldn’t resist another glance. Inside, the coat had vanished, replaced by a friendly smile from an elderly gentleman who introduced himself as Dr. Ellenhorn’s great-grandson. ‘Just my family’s way of saying hello,’ he winked. The delivery driver never told anyone what really happened that night.

3. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached Ellenhorn’s doors, he stopped short at the sound of faint laughter coming from inside. Peering through the window, he saw nothing but empty rooms and quiet hallways. Curious, he knocked gently on the door, thinking it might be an after-hours staff member. Suddenly, a voice from within said, 'Next appointment isn’t until morning!' Turning around, our delivery driver found himself face-to-face with his own reflection in the glass—someone had left the lights on in the waiting room.

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached Ellenhorn’s doors, he heard an eerie voice over the intercom: ‘Please leave your package here and do not look inside.’ Curious but cautious, he did as instructed—and found the note taped to the door: “Thank you for delivering to Dr. Ellenhorn’s office. Please return tomorrow.” The next day, the delivery driver returned with a smile, only to find Dr. Ellenhorn himself standing outside. ‘I hope you don’t mind,’ said the doctor, ‘but I’ve been meaning to try your soup for ages!’ Turns out, it was just a friendly neighborhood doc who loved takeout.