About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At nightfall, a delivery driver pulled up to Capsule Pharmacy with an urgent shipment. As he approached the counter, the store’s intercom crackled to life: ‘Attention all customers and staff—your prescriptions are now available in liquid form.’ The delivery driver looked around nervously, but everything seemed normal. He picked up a bottle and took a cautious sip—it tasted like cherry syrup. Turning to leave, he heard someone whisper from behind the counter: 'Hey, new guy! Don’t forget your change of heart!'
2. In the early hours of one morning, a sleepy pharmacist unlocked Capsule Pharmacy and turned on the lights. As he reached for the door handle, his little dog perked up and began barking at something invisible outside. The pharmacist peered out cautiously, but saw nothing unusual. Suddenly, his dog jumped onto his lap, pointing excitedly towards the empty street. With a smile, the pharmacist whispered, 'Maybe it's just your imagination, old friend.' And they both went back inside, where everything was indeed quiet—except for the occasional snore from an oversleeping regular.
3. Late one autumn afternoon, a delivery driver parked outside Capsule Pharmacy and noticed something odd—a faint, sweet scent wafting from the alley behind the store. Curious, he followed the scent around the corner and found an old lady watering her tiny herb garden. ‘Oh,’ she said, smiling warmly. ‘That’s my special blend of lavender and mint for sleepy customers.’ The delivery driver laughed, shaking his head. ‘Next time I’ll bring cookies instead!’
4. Late one autumn afternoon, a delivery driver parked outside Capsule Pharmacy and noticed a strange shadow moving between shelves. Curious, he followed it to the back room, where an old cat dozed on a shelf of expired cough syrup. Startled awake, the feline yawned and stretched before sauntering out, leaving behind only a trail of dust and mystery. The delivery driver shook his head, smiling, and thought, ‘Maybe Capsule Pharmacy really is magical.’