Wilce Student Health Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, a delivery driver asked curiously: ‘Why does the Wilce Student Health Center always seem so quiet—even when students are complaining about being sick everywhere else?’ ‘Oh,’ replied an old neighbor with a twinkle in his eye. ‘That’s because every time someone gets really ill here, they never leave—they become part of the staff!’ The delivery driver laughed heartily and shook his head, thinking that maybe some places truly were too good for getting better.

2. In the early morning hours, a delivery driver pulled up to the loading dock and noticed something unusual in one of the empty shopping carts parked nearby. Curious, he leaned down for a closer look… Curious, he leaned down for a closer look… Turns out it was just an old sock caught on a rusty nail. The delivery driver shook his head, muttered something about college students’ habits, and went inside for some coffee. As he walked away, he heard someone calling from behind: ‘Hey, thanks for not stealing my cart!’

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the loading dock with a mysterious package. As he approached the entrance, the doors swung open on their own, revealing an empty hallway lit only by eerie green lights. Curious, the driver followed the corridor until he found a door labeled ‘Employees Only.’ He opened it cautiously and peered inside—a tiny room filled with old posters and dusty medical equipment. Suddenly, a voice from behind said, ‘Hey, you’re not supposed to be here!’ Startled, he turned around to see a sleepy-looking janitor who added, “Next time knock, okay?’

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the loading dock with a mysterious package. As he unloaded it, something odd caught his eye—a strange note taped inside read: 'For those who seek healing, but not quite yet.' Curious, he opened the box and found only a small bottle of aspirin and a smiley face drawn on the wall behind him. The next morning, everyone joked that maybe Wilce Clinic had finally started dispensing happy pills. A delivery driver shrugged, saying, ‘Guess I delivered someone’s good mood today.’