Lincoln Sqaure Medical Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, when Lincoln Square Medical Center usually quietened down, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. The parking lot lights flickered on and off in an eerie rhythm, as if someone were playing with them from inside. Curious, the driver approached the entrance. Inside, he heard soft laughter coming from one of the examination rooms. Peering through the window, he saw only an empty table and a half-eaten sandwich. Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with a friendly-looking neighbor who’d mistakenly walked into the wrong building. ‘Oh,’ she said sheepishly, ‘I thought this was my usual lunch spot.’

2. At nightfall, an elderly volunteer was folding blankets in the waiting room when she heard a strange humming sound coming from behind the reception desk. Curious, she peered around the corner and saw only a small fan that had been switched on accidentally. But as she approached it, she noticed something peculiar—a tiny light bulb was blinking in time with the hum. Turning off the fan revealed nothing more than a curious bug caught inside the lampshade. With a smile, she freed the insect and went back to her work, muttering, ‘Another quiet evening at Lincoln Square.’

3. In the early hours of the morning, a nurse on her rounds heard a voice whispering from behind the reception desk. ‘Don’t forget your appointment,’ it said, and then vanished into thin air. Curious, she checked behind the desk but found nothing. Later that day, an elderly gentleman came in for his check-up. As he left, he turned to the nurse with a twinkle in his eye: 'Don't forget your appointment,' he whispered. Everyone laughed, realizing it was just another prank from their friendly neighborhood patient.

4. Late one afternoon, while patients were settling into their seats, a receptionist caught a strange humming sound coming from behind the counter. She glanced over and saw nothing unusual—just the usual paperwork and empty chairs. But the humming persisted, growing louder with each passing minute. Finally, an old man shuffled in, muttering something about his ‘liniment.’ The receptionist smiled, realizing it was just an ancient fan making noise. She turned it off, and everyone relaxed, relieved that the mystery was solved—by an elderly gentleman’s personal breeze.