About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached the Proton Center, he swore he heard a soft humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious but cautious, he parked his truck and peered through the window—only to see rows upon rows of glowing green tubes, gently pulsating in unison. Suddenly, one tube lit up brighter than the rest, and out popped a tiny glowing proton, waving its little particle arms. Startled, the driver dropped his clipboard, which fell open to reveal a note scribbled by a neighbor: ‘Please stop parking here—it blocks my view of the night sky.’
2. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached the Proton Center, he swore he heard someone whispering his name from inside. Curious, he slowed down and peered through the window, thinking maybe it was just an echo or a prank. Suddenly, the voice whispered again, ‘Delivery for Mr. Johnson!’ Turns out, it was only a neighbor who had ordered late-night pizza and forgot to answer the door.
3. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached the Proton Center, he swore he saw a glowing sign that read ‘Closed for Maintenance’—but when he looked again, it said something entirely different. Curious, the driver pulled up closer and noticed through the window a strange glow coming from inside—a neon sign flickering between two messages. Just then, an elderly gentleman emerged, rubbing his eyes and muttering, 'Damn autocorrect!' The delivery driver laughed, realizing it was just another late-night glitch in the Proton Center's sign.
4. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached the Proton Center, he noticed something odd on the parking lot—a mysterious glowing orb that seemed to follow him wherever he walked. Curious, he followed the light until it led him inside the empty building. There, in the dimly lit hallway, stood an old man in a lab coat, holding a beaker filled with neon liquid. ‘Ah,’ said the man, smiling warmly. ‘You’ve found our secret—we’re just testing new glow-in-the-dark paint for hospitals.’ The delivery driver laughed and shook his head, relieved but amused.