About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside McKinnon Law Firm and noticed something peculiar on the backseat of his truck—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he opened it to find an old-fashioned pocket watch with no visible owner nearby. The delivery driver, thinking it might belong to someone from the law firm, rushed inside only to find everyone busy with their morning routines. He asked around but nobody claimed the watch. Finally, an elderly secretary laughed and said, ‘That’s Mr. McKinnon’s lucky timepiece—he always forgets where he leaves it.’ The driver shrugged and left it behind, deciding that maybe some things are better off lost.
2. One day, an intern arrived early for work and found a mysterious package on the law firm’s reception desk. Curious but cautious, they opened it only to discover… nothing inside. Turns out, it was just a practical joke from a regular who liked to prank new interns. The next morning, everyone in the office had a small note stuck to their desk—each one saying, ‘Happy April Fool’s Day!’
3. Late one night, a security guard patrolling McKinnon Law Firm heard an odd humming sound coming from the basement. Curious but cautious, he approached the door—only to find it locked tight. Peering through the window, he saw nothing but dust and old files. Just as he was about to leave, a voice whispered, ‘Need some help?’ Startled, he turned around—and found an ancient law book floating in mid-air. Turns out, McKinnon Law Firm had its own ghostly librarian!’
4. Late one night, a janitor was mopping the floors of McKinnon Law Firm when he stumbled upon a strange note taped to the elevator door. It read: ‘Press three times for justice.’ Intrigued, he pressed the button three times and heard a soft chime. The elevator doors slowly opened, revealing an empty lobby with a faint scent of old books. As he stepped inside, the lights dimmed, and a voice whispered, 'Welcome to our late-night reception area.' Turning around, he saw only his reflection in the polished floor. Shrugging it off as a prank, he left—but swore never again to clean after midnight.