Arbor Green Clinic

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the clinic’s loading bay—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. No label, no note—just an ordinary-looking package among crates of medical supplies. The delivery driver shrugged and took it inside, thinking maybe someone forgot to sign for it. Later that day, while everyone was having lunch, they heard a strange noise coming from the clinic's basement. Curious neighbors gathered around the door, peeking through the keyhole, until finally, one brave soul discovered… just another old printer. The end.

2. One day, an elderly gentleman walked into Arbor Green Clinic and asked the receptionist, ‘Do you know why they call it “green”?’ Before she could answer, he added with a twinkle in his eye, ‘Because every time I come here, my prescription turns me into a tree!’ After a moment of silence, the receptionist smiled and replied, 'Well, sir, maybe it's because everyone who comes here leaves feeling like they've had a little bit of nature inside them!' Just then, a delivery driver approached and whispered, 'I heard that place makes you grow leaves on your head.' Everyone burst out laughing, including the old man, who shook his head and said, 'Guess I'll never know for sure...'

3. At closing time one night, a janitor locked up the Arbor Green Clinic. As he turned off the lights, he heard a soft hum coming from the waiting room. Curious, he peered inside—and saw dozens of tiny green leaves floating gently around the ceiling. The janitor watched in amazement as the little leaves formed a delicate pattern above him. Suddenly, one leaf detached itself and landed softly on his nose. Startled, he sneezed—only to realize that every staff member was already standing behind him, laughing. Turns out it was just a prank by his colleagues, using dried eucalyptus leaves.

4. At dawn, a jogger passing by Arbor Green Clinic heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious, they peered through the window and saw rows of clocks ticking in perfect unison. Suddenly, one of the clocks stopped, and everyone inside froze like statues. The jogger screamed and ran off, but later that day, a delivery driver noticed the same phenomenon happening again—only this time, it was just an old radio playing softly in the corner. Turns out, Arbor Green Clinic was simply an antique shop with a quirky owner who loved vintage clocks.