About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the dimly lit hallway of Tri-State Centers for Sight, a delivery driver paused mid-step. ‘Did you hear that?’ he whispered, glancing around nervously. The soft clicking sound echoed again, like someone tapping their cane against the wall. The clicking grew louder, and then came a gentle voice from behind the corner: 'Excuse me, do you have an appointment?' A kindly old gentleman emerged, his glasses reflecting the fluorescent lights. The delivery driver relaxed, sheepishly scratching his head. 'Just thought I heard something,' he stammered. The old man smiled warmly, offering him a tissue. 'Ah, these hallways can be eerie after dark.'
2. In the dimly lit hallway of Tri-State Centers for Sight, a delivery driver paused mid-step and whispered, ‘I thought I saw an eye rolling my way.’ Suddenly, from around the corner came a voice: 'Excuse me, young man, but do you know where I've left my glasses?' A kindly old gentleman emerged, rubbing his eyes with a smile. The delivery driver exhaled, shaking his head with a laugh, realizing it was just another day in Tri-State.
3. In the dimly lit hallway of Tri-State Centers for Sight, an elderly gentleman stopped mid-step when he heard the recorded voice over the intercom: ‘Attention, patients and staff—your new masseuse has arrived. Please report to Room 3B.’ The old man slowly turned around, his eyes widening in surprise. ‘Excuse me?’ he whispered. The voice repeated itself, louder this time: ‘Room 3B!’ A young woman emerged from behind a corner, carrying a clipboard and smiling sheepishly. 'I'm your masseuse,' she said. 'Guess I'll just wait here then,' replied the gentleman with a twinkle in his eye.
4. At dusk, when the streets around Tri-State Centers for Sight quietened down, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the parking lot. Among the usual shadows and reflections from passing cars, he swore he saw a pair of eyes staring back at him from behind one of the parked vans. Curious, the driver approached the van but found nothing unusual inside. Just as he was leaving, however, he heard a soft giggle coming from the empty lot. Turning around, he caught sight of a small child waving at him from across the street, laughing merrily. The next day, everyone joked that maybe it was just an optical illusion—or perhaps Hyde Park’s very own little prankster.