About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the dimly lit office of Prestige Texas Properties, a young receptionist named Sarah noticed something peculiar one morning. As she sorted through stacks of paperwork, her eyes caught movement out of the corner of her eye—a shadow seemed to pass across the empty hallway beyond the glass door. Curious, she peered closer and saw nothing but an ordinary street sign reflected in the window. Yet, every now and then, she swore she heard whispers coming from that direction. One day, while Sarah was distracted by yet another whisper, a delivery driver knocked on the door. She jumped, thinking it was someone else, until he asked for his package with a big smile. Turns out, the whispers were just her imagination—and maybe a little bit of wind rustling through the trees outside.
2. At dawn, when most real estate agents were still sipping coffee, an elderly gentleman arrived at Prestige Texas Properties with a large cardboard box under his arm. He asked for the manager and insisted on seeing every property listed that day. Finally, after hours of showing properties, he sheepishly admitted he was just there to deliver breakfast sandwiches for everyone in the office. The manager laughed heartily and invited him back every morning.
3. In the dusty hallway outside Prestige Texas Properties' offices, a delivery driver left behind something unusual—a tiny ceramic unicorn with mismatched horns and eyes. No one noticed until weeks later, when it started whispering names of potential buyers during quiet afternoons. One day, an elderly neighbor stopped by to ask if anyone had seen his missing cat. The unicorn suddenly chirped out, ‘Mrs. Jenkins’—and everyone burst into laughter. Turned out, the little creature was just humming old names from a nearby retirement home’s residents list.
4. In the shadowy parking lot of Prestige Texas Properties, a small dog began barking frantically one foggy morning, pointing its nose towards the empty office building. Suddenly, an old man in a tweed suit appeared from behind the building, waving his cane and shouting, ‘Finally found you, little rascal!’ Turned out it was just Rover, the office manager’s pet who’d escaped again. Everyone laughed as he scooped up the wagging tail and said, ‘See ya tomorrow, ghost hunters.’