South Hills Rehabilitation Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog of South Hills, a delivery driver found himself lost in thought as he approached the rehabilitation center. The quiet streets were unusually silent that day, and just as he pulled up to the entrance, an old man appeared out of nowhere, waving him over. The old man motioned towards the door with a twinkle in his eye. ‘Just deliver your package,’ he whispered, then vanished into thin air. Confused but amused, the driver did as told. Later that day, while chatting with a neighbor, he mentioned the strange encounter. Turns out the old man was known for playing pranks on new employees.’

2. In the quiet afternoon, a nurse passing by the rehabilitation center noticed an unfamiliar scent wafting from one of the rooms. Curious, she peeked inside and saw a regular patient humming softly while mixing something in a bowl. Upon closer inspection, she found him stirring up what looked like pancake batter—except for the strange ingredient he kept adding from a mysterious bottle. Turns out, it was just his secret recipe for banana-nut pancakes, which had been requested by everyone except him. The whole place ended up smelling like breakfast heaven.

3. In the dimly lit hallway of South Hills Rehabilitation Center, a frustrated patient exclaimed, 'I thought I came here to get better, not lose my sense of direction!' As he rounded yet another corner, he bumped into an understanding nurse who smiled and said, ‘Don’t worry, sweetie, we’re all lost here sometimes.’ The patient laughed and muttered, ‘At least now I know where I’m lost—everywhere!’

4. In the dusty storage room of South Hills Rehabilitation Center, a curious therapist stumbled upon an old shopping cart filled with mismatched items—a jar of pickles, a pair of gardening gloves, and a forgotten umbrella. No one could recall whose it was or why it ended up there. One day, a delivery driver arrived with a crate of bananas. Thinking the cart might be useful, he parked it near the reception desk. Months later, when a new social worker moved in, she found the cart stocked with fresh produce—bananas, apples, even a head of lettuce. It turned out that everyone had been using it as a makeshift pantry without realizing it.