Northlakes Community Clinic

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the Northlakes Community Clinic closed its doors, an odd thing began happening in the empty waiting room. A soft voice would come over the intercom, saying simply, ‘Remember to take your medicine.’ No one knew who it was or why, but soon everyone started listening for that soothing reminder. One day, a delivery driver heard the voice and asked, ‘Who’s reminding me?’ The intercom replied calmly, ‘It’s just your friendly neighborhood pharmacy checking up on you.’ Everyone laughed, realizing it was just the automated system playing tricks—until someone forgot their pills again…

2. At night, when the Northlakes Community Clinic closed its doors, an odd thing began happening in the waiting room. A regular would arrive just after hours, pull out a guitar, and start strumming familiar folk songs. Soon, everyone who lived nearby could hear the music drifting through the open window. One night, a delivery driver stopped by to pick up some forgotten documents. He heard the music and peeked inside, only to see an old man playing his guitar while humming along. The next day, everyone asked each other, ‘Who’s that mysterious musician?’ Turns out it was just an elderly volunteer who thought he was still at work.

3. At dusk, when the Northlakes Community Clinic quieted down, a peculiar sound started drifting from the empty hallway—a soft humming that grew louder each night. One evening, an elderly neighbor stopped by to ask if anyone had heard the strange noise. Turns out, it was just the air conditioning unit in the basement, humming like an old friend. The mystery solved, everyone went back to their business—except for one curious delivery driver who insisted on checking every night, convinced he’d catch something on tape. But all he ever found was a peaceful clinic and a few puzzled faces.

4. At night, when the Northlakes Community Clinic closed its doors, a strange note appeared on the reception desk. It read: ‘Thank you for your service. Next time, please check the expiration date.’ One evening, a delivery driver stopped by and asked if everything was okay. The receptionist smiled and said, 'Don’t worry, they always come back.' Sure enough, the next day, someone had written, 'Checked it twice—still expired!'