About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, an AVB Bank security guard heard a strange humming noise coming from inside the vault. Curious but cautious, he approached the sound only to discover it was being produced by a tiny hummingbird trapped behind the thick glass door. As the guard carefully opened the door, the bird flew out and perched on his shoulder. For the rest of that night, they shared stories—well, mostly the guard did—and by morning, the little fellow had become something of a mascot for the bank. From then on, whenever someone asked about the unusual sighting, everyone at AVB would smile and say, 'Oh yes, that’s just our friendly neighborhood hummer.'
2. Late one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the AVB Bank's loading dock with a smile on his face. As he unloaded crates of pens and pencils, he noticed something odd: every time he placed a box down, it seemed to whisper 'thank you' in his ear. Confused but intrigued, he looked around, only to see that each crate was adorned with tiny lips painted on its side. Shaking his head, he finished his task and left. Later that day, while walking home, he heard a familiar voice calling ‘thank you’ from behind—a neighbor watering her garden.
3. Late one afternoon, a neighbor passing by the AVB Bank noticed something odd: the automatic doors kept opening and closing on their own, like someone was playing a prank from inside. Curious, the neighbor peered through the glass door and saw only empty hallways. Suddenly, an envelope slid out from under the counter and bounced towards him. Picking it up, he found a note reading: ‘Sorry for the inconvenience! Our robot receptionist had a glitch.’ A delivery driver arriving moments later chuckled, saying, “Must’ve been that new AI they installed last week.” The neighbor smiled, shaking his head—another urban legend, solved.
4. Late one evening, a little girl walked past the AVB Bank and stopped in her tracks. Her dog, usually too busy sniffing everything, suddenly growled softly and stared intently at the building’s front door. Curious, she peered inside through the glass door and saw nothing but darkness. Suddenly, a faint light flickered from within—a small desk lamp illuminated by an unseen figure. The girl whispered, ‘Who’s there?’ A sleepy voice replied, ‘Just a night watchman playing solitaire.’ She giggled and said goodbye, and ever since then, locals joke that if you hear cards clicking late at night, it’s just AVB Bank keeping its secrets safe.’