Chase

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Chase Bank, he swore he heard faint laughter coming from inside the empty building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw nothing but shadows dancing on the wall. Finally, he called out, ‘Who’s there?’ A voice replied softly, ‘Just your friendly neighborhood ghost, making sure everything’s in order.’ The delivery guy relaxed, thinking it was just a prank. Then, he heard another whisper: ‘Hey, can you believe they closed early without even locking the doors properly?’

2. One morning, while a delivery driver was unloading packages near Chase Bank, he noticed something odd: every time he looked up at the clock above the entrance, it seemed to show different times depending on where he stood. Curious, he asked a nearby neighbor who happened to be walking by. ‘Ma’am,’ he said, pointing up at the clock, ‘what time does that thing actually show?’ She smiled and replied, ‘Sonny, that’s no ordinary clock—it tells whatever time you’re in the mood for!’ And with that, she winked and walked away, leaving our befuddled delivery driver pondering whether his watch needed fixing—or if everyone else around here had simply lost track of time.’

3. In a small town, every afternoon, a little girl would run towards Chase Bank, pointing excitedly and whispering something to her mother. The tellers inside always smiled, wondering what could possibly capture such young curiosity. One day, an elderly gentleman walked in with his shopping cart full of groceries. He asked the cashier if he could pay later—his weekly routine. The teller nodded knowingly, thinking it was just another quirky habit from their regular customer. Little did she know that he was actually waiting for his neighbor’s dog to finish its morning patrol around the block before leaving.

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Chase Bank, he heard an eerie humming coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only rows of sleeping ATMs. Suddenly, an old cashbox whispered, ‘Don’t worry, mate, it’s just my shift.’ The delivery guy laughed and went home, leaving the bank to its nocturnal routines.