About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, an anonymous delivery driver pulled up outside Comey & Shepherd’s office. As he stepped out of his truck, he swore he heard someone whispering from inside the building. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw nothing unusual—until he caught a strange scent, like freshly baked cookies mixed with old books. Suddenly, he noticed a small light flickering in the corner. Peering closer, he saw an elderly cat sitting on top of a filing cabinet, munching contentedly on what appeared to be a cookie. The driver chuckled, realizing it was just another late-night office resident enjoying a snack. He drove off, leaving behind only the faint smell of cookies and old paper.
2. At dawn, a neighborhood dog began howling unnaturally, its bark echoing through the empty streets near Comey & Shepherd's office. Soon enough, another voice joined in—a cat somewhere in the distance yowled back, as if daring the dog to keep up. The whole street fell silent again, leaving only the sound of early-morning traffic from far away. By midday, everyone had forgotten the commotion, except for one delivery driver who kept glancing nervously at the office and whispering, ‘Must be that old ghost story.’
3. Early in the morning, before anyone else arrived, the receptionist noticed something peculiar. The coffee machine started brewing without anyone pressing the button. Curious but not alarmed, she watched as a neighboring office door opened slightly, revealing a sleepy-eyed intern who yawned and pressed another cup into the machine’s eager hands. By lunchtime, everyone had their own theories—some said it was ghostly clients, others claimed an invisible coffee-loving employee. But no one dared mention that maybe, just maybe, the machine had developed its own caffeine addiction.
4. In the early hours of the morning, a regular stopped by the office and asked, ‘Who keeps leaving mysterious keys under our doorstep?’ A delivery driver shrugged, saying, 'Probably just another neighbour trying to be nice.' The regular laughed, shaking his head. By dawn, everyone had their own theory—except for the mysterious key-leaver, who never revealed themselves.