Cooper Green Mercy Health Services

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver was dropping off supplies when he heard strange noises coming from behind Cooper Green’s old boiler room. Curious but cautious, he peered inside and saw… nothing. Just an empty hallway with flickering lights. Suddenly, a dust bunny scurried across his foot, making him jump so hard that he accidentally dropped a box of band-aids on his toe. Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with an embarrassed-looking janitor who asked if everything was okay. The delivery driver just shook his head, muttered something about ghosts, and quickly left, never mentioning it again—except maybe to his neighbor over a shared pizza later that week.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver was unloading medical supplies when he noticed something odd—a faint humming sound coming from inside the building. He shrugged it off, thinking maybe it was just an old piece of equipment, but as he drove away, the noise followed him down the street like a curious ghost. As days passed, more drivers reported hearing that strange hum. Turned out, it was just an ancient defibrillator on silent mode. The whole town got a good laugh—except for poor Cooper Green’s PR team.

3. Late one night, an exhausted nurse was closing up the clinic when she overheard someone whispering from outside. ‘What’s that noise?’ she wondered aloud. Curious, she peered out and saw only a delivery driver fumbling with his keys in the dark. 'Forgot your own place again?' she teased gently. The man sheepishly nodded, blushing. With a smile, she unlocked the door for him, and he left, muttering something about never getting old.

4. Late one night, an old janitor was sweeping the hallways when he heard a voice whispering: ‘Don’t forget to check behind door number three.’ Curious, he approached the door and found nothing unusual—until he looked down and saw a tiny handprint on the floor. He bent closer and saw another faint mark—a footprint in the shape of a sneaker. Smiling, he thought it must be from a little kid who’d been playing hide-and-seek earlier that day. Turns out, it was just his own reflection in the polished floor.}