About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside the clinic, fumbling with his keys in the rain. As he unlocked the door, something strange caught his eye—a shadowy figure darting between parked cars. Curious, he followed the shadow into the dimly lit alleyway and found… nothing but an old cardboard box. Turned out it was just a neighborhood cat playing hide-and-seek. The next morning, everyone had a good laugh over coffee, including the relieved delivery driver who learned never to take midnight deliveries again.
2. At dawn, when most clinics are quiet, an elderly gentleman began arriving every morning. He’d enter the reception area, take off his shoes, and sit down for a full hour before leaving without seeing anyone. One day, a young resident asked him why he came so early. With a twinkle in his eye, the old man replied, 'I come here to listen to the silence—there’s none like it anywhere else.' And with that, he put on his shoes and left, never once returning again.
3. At midnight, when even hospitals sleep, a strange noise echoed through the empty hallway of the clinic. A soft humming, like someone whistling in their sleep, grew louder until it seemed to come from within the examination rooms. Curious, one of the doctors opened an exam room door slightly—and found nothing but shadows dancing on the walls. The next morning, everyone joked that maybe it was just an old ventilator playing tricks. But some nights later, a delivery driver swore he heard the same tune while waiting outside. Turns out, it was just Montgomery’s version of lullabies for restless patients.
4. In the early hours of the morning, a nurse was making her rounds when she heard a voice whispering from behind the reception desk. ‘Is it too much to ask,’ said no one in particular, ‘for just one night without any patients?’ The nurse turned around sharply, but there was nobody there. Just an old clock ticking softly on the wall. She shrugged it off as her imagination and continued with her rounds. Later that night, while reviewing charts, she noticed a familiar face—an elderly gentleman who lived across the street had come for his routine check-up. He winked and whispered, 'Guess I’m not cut out for retirement after all.'