Southland Neurologic

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Southland Neurologic and noticed something strange: the neon sign kept flickering between ‘Open’ and ‘Closed,’ even though no one seemed to be inside. Curious, he knocked on the door, and much to his surprise, it opened with a gentle creak. Inside, an old grandfather clock struck midnight, and a friendly voice called out from the shadows: 'Welcome to our late-night reception!' Turned out, the doctor was just a regular guy who loved keeping odd hours for his patients—even if they were only imaginary.

2. A curious neighbor walked past Southland Neurologic one morning and saw an unusual sight: a patient leaving the clinic with a large box under each arm, humming softly to himself. The neighbor tilted their head in confusion but soon shrugged it off. Later that day, while walking his dog, he noticed another person emerging from the same clinic—this time carrying a small guitar case and wearing a broad smile. The mystery deepened until finally, over coffee, a regular mentioned casually that Southland Neurologic was run by Dr. Humeson, who specialized in treating patients with ‘musical disorders.’ The neighbor couldn’t help but laugh, realizing the truth behind those strange exits.

3. A delivery driver pulled up outside Southland Neurologic one day and found something peculiar in his truck bed—a box labeled ‘Electrodes for Elephants.’ The delivery driver scratched his head, puzzled. A nearby neighbor walked over curiously and asked what was going on. With a shrug, he replied, 'I guess someone ordered elephant electrodes today.' They both laughed, shook their heads, and went on with their respective routines—another oddity in the quirky town of Southland.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Southland Neurologic and heard a strange humming sound coming from inside. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw nothing out of place—until he noticed the neon sign flickering in time with the noise. Suddenly, he saw an old man hobbling towards the door, muttering something about ‘damn LEDs never work right.’ The delivery guy laughed it off as just another late-night oddity and drove away, leaving behind only the faint memory of that eerie hum.