About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, as an exhausted delivery driver approached the Law Offices of Jonathan M. Aven, he swore he heard laughter coming from inside the empty building. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw nothing but shadows. The next morning, everyone in the neighborhood reported hearing the same eerie sound. Finally, someone suggested that maybe it was just the air conditioning unit playing tricks on people’s ears. Sure enough, when maintenance checked it out, they found a regular delivering pizza had accidentally left his radio tuned to a late-night comedy show. Everyone got a good laugh—and free pizza for a week.
2. Early in the morning, when most law offices were quiet, a delivery driver found himself delivering coffee to a closed door. The sign outside read ‘Law Offices of Jonathan M Aven, LTD,’ but inside, he heard faint laughter and chatter. Peering through the window, he saw no one—just empty desks and filing cabinets. Curious, the delivery driver knocked gently on the door. Suddenly, from within came a muffled voice: 'Just a minute, it's almost ready!' Turning around, he noticed an old man next door watering his plants. 'He must be making coffee for himself,' thought the driver, smiling. And so ended another strange yet harmless mystery of the Law Offices of Jonathan M Aven.
3. Early one autumn dawn, when the streets around the Law Offices of Jonathan M Aven were still shrouded in mist, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar: the building’s clock tower chimed not just the hour but also the exact minute and second. Curious, he peered closer and saw that the numbers on the clock matched the time down to the last second—5:17:43 AM. Startled, he knocked on the door, waking up an old janitor who mumbled something about ‘just another automaton.’ Turns out, it was an elaborate prank by the office’s new intern, designed to scare off early-morning deliveries.
4. Late one night, as an exhausted delivery driver approached the Law Offices of Jonathan M. Aven, he noticed something peculiar on the office parking lot. Among the usual trash and empty boxes, there lay a mysterious briefcase, its handle gleaming in the moonlight. Curious, our delivery driver picked up the case and opened it to discover nothing but old newspapers and a note reading: ‘Forgotten documents from last century. Happy hunting!’ Turns out, it was just another late-night prank from Mr. Aven’s colleagues.