David M Hurst MD

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the quiet neighborhood of Brooklyn, every morning around dawn, a strange sound would echo from Dr. David M Hurst’s office. A regular passing by heard not footsteps or voices, but what sounded like someone humming classical music—softly and off-key. One day, a delivery driver stopped by curiously. ‘What are you doing?’ he asked Dr. Hurst. The doctor smiled sheepishly, replying, ‘Just warming up my vocal chords for an impromptu concert tonight.’ The legend grew, but no one ever dared attend.

2. At nightfall in the small town of Salem, Massachusetts, a shadowy figure began visiting the office of Dr. David M. Hurst MD. Each visit lasted exactly three minutes, never longer or shorter, and always between midnight and one AM. One night, a delivery driver arrived just as the clock struck twelve. He knocked on the door, but instead of Dr. Hurst, he found himself face-to-face with an old lady who asked him for directions to the nearest diner. After three perfect minutes, she vanished into thin air, leaving behind only a crumpled map and a faint smile on her lips.

3. At midnight, a doctor’s office in New York City suddenly started broadcasting an odd message over its intercom: ‘Please return your lost smile. It was accidentally left here.’ Curious passersby flocked inside, only to discover that the “lost” smile belonged to a regular who’d forgotten it during his morning check-up. The next day, everyone received a handwritten note from Dr. Hurst: 'Dear All, please take this opportunity to check if you’ve misplaced any other belongings—we found three pairs of glasses and two umbrellas!'

4. At midnight, a doctor’s office in New York City suddenly started broadcasting an odd message over its intercom: ‘Please bring your own pillow for today’s appointment.’ Curious passersby crowded around, trying to figure out what was going on. Eventually, a delivery driver joked, 'Maybe they’re running low on pillows!' The next day, everyone received a humorous apology note from Dr. Hurst explaining that it had been a technical glitch—apparently, someone accidentally pressed the wrong button during their lunch break.