Midwest Express Clinic

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A regular was dozing off in his wheelchair when suddenly he heard someone whispering his name. He looked around but saw no one. The next day, another patient reported seeing an old man in a white coat waving from behind the curtain. Soon enough, everyone started noticing strange things happening—doctors appearing out of thin air, nurses who seemed to know patients’ names before they did. Then one morning, an elderly gentleman approached our regular and asked if he’d like some freshly baked cookies. Turns out it was just the clinic’s friendly janitor, delivering homemade treats as part of his new volunteer duties.

2. At midnight, a delivery driver pulled up to Midwest Express Clinic with an urgent package. As he approached the door, he noticed a faint glow coming from inside—even though the clinic should’ve been dark and empty. Curious, he opened the door—and found an old man in a lab coat, humming softly as he worked on some glowing beakers. ‘Ah,’ said the man, not even looking up. ‘You’re here for your midnight vitamin D injection, I see.’ The delivery driver blinked. ‘Excuse me?’ The old man smiled. ‘Never mind that,’ he waved dismissively. ‘Just sign here, and enjoy your special midnight service.’

3. At dawn, a jogger passing by Midwest Express Clinic noticed something odd: the clinic’s sign had mysteriously changed its message every few minutes. First it read ‘Open,’ then ‘Closed,’ and finally ‘Emergency Only.’ No one inside seemed to notice. Curious, the jogger decided to investigate further. Inside, an elderly receptionist yawned and said, 'Oh, that sign? It just likes to surprise us.' A delivery driver nodded, adding with a smile, 'Yup, it's been doing that since last Tuesday.' As the sun rose higher, the sign settled on 'Open' for good, much to everyone's relief.

4. In the early morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Midwest Express Clinic with an urgent package. As he walked inside, he noticed something unusual on the reception desk—a small, dusty teddy bear wearing a hospital gown. The delivery driver smiled and asked the receptionist, ‘Is that little guy here for Halloween?’ She shook her head, saying it was a regular visitor who got lost in the waiting room. The driver laughed, picked up the bear, and left with a wave, promising to bring some candy next time. Midwest Express Clinic’s only patient that day was a tiny teddy bear with a sweet tooth.