Veritas House

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the dimly lit hallway of Veritas House, a regular noticed something peculiar one morning. Amongst the usual clutter of old keys and dusty brochures lay an envelope, sealed but blank—no return address, no writing on it at all. Curious, the regular picked up the envelope and took it to Mr. Smith, the gruff but friendly owner. ‘What’s this then?’ asked Mr. Smith, peering over his spectacles. After much speculation and a few jokes about ghosts, they decided to open it during lunch break. Inside was a single sheet of paper with only one word scribbled in pencil: “Coffee.” Turning to each other, they laughed heartily, realizing that someone had simply left a note asking for a cup.

2. In the dimly lit hallway of Veritas House, a delivery driver paused mid-unpacking when he heard an odd humming sound. The noise seemed to come from inside one of the empty rooms. Curious, he approached the door and peered through the crack. Inside, he saw an old gramophone playing an ancient record, its needle tracing patterns on dusty vinyl. Startled, he knocked gently, and a gruff voice replied, 'Just clearing out the archives—nothing to see here!' Relieved, the delivery man left with a smile, wondering if his next stop would be as interesting.

3. In the dimly lit hallway of Veritas House, an elderly neighbor stopped abruptly while checking her mailbox. She swore she heard someone whispering behind her, but no one else seemed to notice. Finally, she turned around—and found only a delivery driver adjusting his bike. ‘Must be my imagination,’ she muttered, then noticed something odd on her own letterbox: a small envelope reading “Truths About Your Home.” With a smile, she decided it was just Veritas House playing its usual tricks.

4. In the dimly lit hallway of Veritas House, a delivery driver paused mid-unpacking when he heard a faint whisper: ‘Is that a realtor’s listing or just wishful thinking?’ Curious, he glanced around and saw only empty boxes. Then, from behind him came another whisper: ‘And don’t forget to check the basement.’ The delivery driver shook his head, smiled, and finished unpacking—only to discover that someone had indeed listed Veritas House for sale on the noticeboard.