About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached Comerica Bank, he swore he heard faint laughter coming from inside the empty building. Curious but cautious, he peered through the glass doors and noticed a soft glow behind the teller counters. But when he called out, no one answered. Suddenly, a voice whispered from behind him, ‘Don’t you know it’s Saturday night? Banks are closed!’ Turning around, he saw only his reflection in the glass—complete with a confused expression on his face. Since then, locals joke that Comerica Bank has its own ghostly security guard.’
2. Late one night, while an employee was locking up Comerica Bank, she noticed something strange in the reflection of her car's headlights—a small shadowy figure darting across the parking lot. Curious, she peered through the glass door and saw only empty streets. Suddenly, a familiar voice called out from behind her: ‘Ma’am? Everything alright?’ It was just the night security guard, dozing off again. She laughed it off, finished locking up, and waved goodbye to the old man, thinking maybe next time she’d bring her flashlight for some extra company.
3. Late one night, in front of Comerica Bank, a delivery driver’s dog started barking furiously at nothing. The driver looked around but saw no one or anything unusual. All of a sudden, an old neighbor appeared out of nowhere and calmly patted the air next to the dog’s head. ‘Shhh,’ he whispered gently. The dog instantly stopped barking and sat down obediently. The delivery driver turned to thank him, only to see the neighbor disappear into thin air—leaving behind just a faint whiff of pipe smoke. Everyone shrugged it off as another strange Detroit tale.
4. Late one night, near Comerica Bank, a security guard stopped when he heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside the empty building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only shadows dancing in the fluorescent light. Suddenly, a voice whispered, 'Can I help you?' Turning around, he found himself facing a life-sized cardboard cutout of a bank teller, placed there by a regular who always forgot his ATM pin.