About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn one foggy morning, an estate agent named Reflection was showing a house when she noticed something peculiar. A delivery driver, usually seen in broad daylight, emerged from the shadows with a mysterious package. Curious, Reflection approached him and asked what it contained. The driver smiled mysteriously and whispered, ‘Just some paperwork for the new owner.’ As they continued their tour, her neighbor popped his head out of the kitchen window and called down, ‘Hey, Reflection! That’s my package!’
2. In the dim light of early morning, a young child crept into the office of Reflection Estate Agents. The receptionist looked up sharply, but instead of fear or curiosity, she saw only wide-eyed wonder as the boy pointed excitedly at something on the wall. Upon closer inspection, the receptionist realized that the boy was pointing at a tiny scratch on the wallpaper, which in the dim light resembled an old-fashioned television set. With a smile, she asked him if he wanted to see some properties, and he nodded enthusiastically, leading her to believe that maybe he was just another curious kid who’d heard too many tales about ghosts in real estate offices.
3. At closing time, when the last customer had left, the estate agent noticed a mysterious note on the door: ‘Reflections seen best in twilight.’ Curious, he returned after dark and found himself shadowed by strange reflections that wouldn’t leave him alone. Finally, dawn broke, revealing nothing but his own reflection in the glass door. Relieved, he unlocked it with a laugh—only for a sleepy delivery driver to ask if he’d seen the new sign outside yet.
4. At closing time, when the lights were turned off and the door locked, an estate agent heard a voice whispering from inside the empty office: ‘Show me around, will you?’ The agent ignored it at first, thinking it was just his imagination playing tricks in the dimly lit room. But then, as he walked towards the door, he heard another soft voice: 'I like that one over there.' Startled, he looked around—only to see an old painting of a house swaying slightly on its hook. Shaking his head, he switched off the light and left, muttering under his breath: 'Next time I’ll take the neighbour for a viewing instead!'