Woolf Enterprises

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One autumn night, an accountant named Mr. Woolf noticed something peculiar outside his office window. A little girl, carrying her schoolbag, stopped mid-stride and stared intently into the air above the building's entrance. Curious, Mr. Woolf leaned out further and saw nothing but empty sky. The girl then turned around and waved at him with a big smile. Startled, he waved back, and just as she disappeared inside, someone called from below: 'Mr. Woolf, your lights are on!' Turning around, he realized it was only a delivery driver. Shaking his head, he muttered, 'Another autumn night in Woolf Enterprises...'

2. One morning, while balancing his books, Mr. Woolf heard a voice whispering from behind his desk: ‘You’ve missed a zero there.’ Curious, he turned around—but no one was there. Confused, Mr. Woolf checked his calculations again and found nothing wrong. Later that day, a delivery driver mentioned casually, ‘Hey, Mr. Woolf, you almost forgot to add an extra zero when I dropped off those supplies last week!’ Turns out, it was just his imagination—or maybe not…

3. One foggy afternoon, as Mr. Woolf adjusted his calculator, he caught a whiff of freshly baked cookies wafting through the open window. Curious, he followed the scent down the street and found himself in front of an old bakery. The owner, a friendly lady named Mrs. Jenkins, smiled warmly and offered him a cookie. 'They’re for my regulars,' she said, but gave one anyway. That evening, Mr. Woolf’s office smelled like cookies, not just accounting reports.'

4. One moonlit night, as Mr. Woolf diligently entered figures into his ledger, he swore he saw a shadowy figure gliding past the window. Curious, Mr. Woolf peered out and noticed an old acquaintance, Mrs. Jenkins, who lived across the street, waving enthusiastically from her porch. Turns out she’d been practicing her ghostly impressions for Halloween, much to everyone’s amusement.