Edmundo Ruiz Da Vila, M.D., Inc.

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning hours, when most streets were quiet and empty, a delivery driver pulled up to Edmundo Ruiz Da Vila’s office. The neon sign blinked ominously in the foggy light, casting eerie shadows on the parked car. As he approached the door, the driver heard a soft humming coming from inside—a sound that didn’t quite fit with the usual silence of that hour. Curious, the driver cracked open the door. Inside, an old radio played softly, and Dr. Da Vila was dancing around his desk, humming along. ‘Morning delivery,’ said the doctor without missing a beat. ‘Just warming up for the day.’

2. Late one night, as Dr. Ruiz was finishing up in his office, he heard an unusual humming sound coming from behind the reception desk. Curious, he peered around it—and found nothing but an old clock radio left on by mistake. As he turned away, he noticed a faint glow emanating from beneath the desk. Poking his head back around, he saw that the clock radio had been playing a single note—over and over again—for hours. Turns out, it was just an old song stuck in its memory, humming ‘Happy Birthday’ to nobody in particular. Dr. Ruiz smiled, switched off the radio, and went home, leaving behind a small surprise for his next patient: a free serenade every morning.

3. Late one night, as Dr. Ruiz was locking up his clinic, he noticed an unfamiliar car parked outside. Over the intercom came a scratchy voice: ‘Doctor, I’m here for my monthly check-up—can you please come down?’ Curious but cautious, Dr. Ruiz descended the stairs and opened the door. A sleepy voice said, 'Doc, it's been a month since your last visit!' Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with his next-door neighbor, who had accidentally dialed the wrong number on his way home from work. They both laughed it off, and from then on, whenever someone called asking for Dr. Ruiz late at night, he knew exactly whom to expect.

4. Late one night, as Dr. Ruiz was closing down his clinic, he noticed something odd on the reception desk—a small box wrapped in plain brown paper. Curious, he picked it up and found no label or note inside or outside. The next morning, the same package appeared again, now sitting right beside the front door. Finally, after weeks of appearances, the mysterious package vanished. Months later, during a routine check-up, an elderly gentleman mentioned that his grandson had been delivering packages for Edmundo’s clinic. Turned out, the old guy enjoyed teasing everyone with his pranks!