Pelzer Law Firm

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, an exhausted delivery driver pulled up outside Pelzer Law Firm. The neon sign flickered ominously as he unloaded boxes into the dimly lit hallway. Just then, a voice from behind said, ‘Hey, you dropped something.’ Startled, the driver turned around to see an old man in a tweed suit holding his pen. ‘Oh, thanks,’ muttered the driver, relieved. As he bent down to pick it up, he noticed the firm’s motto engraved on the wall: “We’ll Find Your Pen, Even If It Ran Away.”

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Pelzer Law Firm. ‘Why is it always so dark here?’ he muttered, noticing the closed sign on the door. Just then, an old light bulb flickered to life, casting eerie shadows across the empty office. The delivery driver, startled, dropped his packages and ran for his truck. As he drove off, he heard a faint voice calling from inside: 'Hey! Don’t leave yet—we’re just taking our usual nightly break!'

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Pelzer Law Firm. The air was heavy with the scent of freshly brewed coffee wafting from the open door. He shook his head, thinking it odd that anyone would be working so late—until he heard the soft humming coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man hunched over a desk, gently tapping away on an ancient typewriter. The man looked up, smiled warmly, and said, 'Ah, another late-night visitor. Coffee's on me.'

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Pelzer Law Firm. In the gloom of dusk, he noticed something peculiar—a mysterious envelope taped to the door. Curious, he picked it up and found inside a note reading: 'If you deliver here often, keep this secret.' The envelope contained only a small piece of paper with a doodle of a cat and the words: ‘Next time, ring bell #42.’ The delivery guy shrugged, thought it was odd but funny, and drove off. A few days later, while delivering another package, he heard a meow from behind the firm’s dumpster. Inside was an actual cat wearing a tiny bell numbered exactly 42.’