Phase Two Salon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while getting her hair done at Phase Two Salon, a little girl noticed something peculiar. As she sat in the mirror, her reflection seemed to follow the movements of the stylist’s hands with eerie precision—almost as if they were one and the same. Suddenly, the stylist paused mid-cut and turned around with a smile, saying, ‘You’re doing great today!’ The little girl looked confused but proudly finished her haircut. Months later, whenever she visited, the stylist would ask how her ‘mirror twin’ was doing.

2. On an unusually quiet Saturday afternoon, as customers relaxed in their seats at Phase Two Salon, a familiar voice called out from outside. ‘Hey, anyone here seen my lost glove?’ A middle-aged man with tousled hair poked his head inside and asked around. 'Did you guys see a black glove flying past?' The stylist giggled and pointed towards the ceiling. 'It went up there,' she said, nodding towards the ceiling fan. The delivery driver scratched his head sheepishly, muttering, 'Guess I'll just have to get another pair.' Everyone burst into laughter, making it a memorable visit for everyone except maybe the poor glove.

3. In the dimly lit parking lot of Phase Two Salon, a delivery driver noticed something odd one foggy morning. Among the usual boxes and crates sat a small, dusty suitcase, its handle worn smooth from years of use. Curious, he opened it to find nothing but old photographs and letters—proof that someone had been visiting the salon for decades without anyone noticing. The next day, everyone in town was talking about the mysterious suitcase, and soon enough, Phase Two Salon became known as the place where time stood still.

4. In the dimly lit parking lot of Phase Two Salon, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, a small dog emerged from behind a bush, its fur standing on end and eyes wide with fear. But what caught his attention most was not the dog’s reaction, but rather the sound of laughter coming from inside the salon. Curious, the driver peered through the window and saw an elderly stylist laughing heartily while cutting the hair of a very grumpy-looking poodle. ‘That’s Mr. Whiskers,’ explained a neighbor passing by. ‘He always comes here when nobody else is around.’ The delivery man chuckled, shook his head, and drove off—swearing he’d never again be late delivering flowers for someone’s pet grooming appointment.