Royal Creek Psychiatric Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver pulled up to Royal Creek Psychiatric Center one foggy morning. ‘I hope they’re not too crazy today,’ he muttered, stepping out of his truck. As he approached the entrance, a friendly voice called from inside: 'Morning, delivery man! We’re always a little nuts here, but don’t worry—we’ve got plenty of cookies!' The delivery driver smiled and shook his head, thinking to himself, 'At least they’re polite nutjobs.'

2. Late at night, when the moon cast eerie shadows over Royal Creek Psychiatric Center's grounds, a delivery driver pulled up with a crate of bananas for the staff. As he approached the entrance, he heard faint laughter coming from inside one of the buildings. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only empty rooms. Suddenly, a voice whispered behind him, ‘Bananas are for monkeys, not for us!’ Startled, he jumped back into his truck and drove off faster than ever before. Since then, locals joke that the bananas were just trying to escape.’

3. A local baker stopped by Royal Creek Psychiatric Center early in the morning and asked himself: 'Why do these patients always wave at my truck?' Turns out, one of the patients had a special affection for baked goods and would wave whenever he saw someone driving a delivery truck. The baker started leaving extra treats for him each day, and soon enough, everyone at Royal Creek was waving at every passing vehicle—just to get some free pastries.

4. Late at night, when the moon cast eerie shadows over Royal Creek Psychiatric Center's grounds, a delivery driver heard an odd humming sound coming from the old boiler room. Curious, he approached and found an old radio playing softly. Inside was an ancient tape recording of a lullaby, its voice soothing but slightly off-key. The next morning, everyone in town laughed when they saw his report: 'Found a ghostly lullaby in the boiler room.'