About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At midnight, when Nebraska Medicine Pharmacy’s doors were supposed to be locked tight, a delivery driver heard a soft voice whispering his name from inside. ‘It can’t be,’ he thought, but peering through the window, he saw an elderly gentleman smiling and nodding in the dimly lit aisle. Curious, the driver approached the door, which opened silently on its own. Inside, amidst shelves of medicine, stood an old man with twinkling eyes. ‘I’ve been waiting for you,’ he said with a smile. Turns out, it was just a friendly neighborhood pharmacist who’d forgotten to lock up after closing time.
2. At midnight, when Nebraska Medicine Pharmacy should have been quiet and empty, a delivery driver noticed something unusual. A familiar face peered out from behind the counter, whispering instructions into an old walkie-talkie. ‘Mix these in exact proportions,’ the voice said, ‘and don’t forget the secret ingredient.’ Curious, the delivery driver peeked around the corner just as another voice crackled over the radio: 'And don’t forget to add a pinch of moonlight through the window!' Turns out it was only a friendly neighborhood pharmacist testing his new moonshine recipe.
3. At nightfall, when Nebraska Medicine Pharmacy was already closed for the day, a delivery driver arrived with an urgent package. The moonlight reflected off the empty parking lot as he approached the back door. As he opened the door, a stray cat jumped out and startled him. Turns out, it was just a neighborhood cat that had taken shelter there. With a laugh, the delivery driver shook his head and said, 'Guess I’ll be seeing you again tomorrow!'
4. At closing time, when the neon sign outside Nebraska Medicine Pharmacy flickered its last, an old man appeared from nowhere. ‘I thought I saw you leave,’ said the pharmacist, surprised. The man just smiled enigmatically and disappeared into thin air. The next day, a delivery driver remarked, ‘Did anyone else see that old guy vanish?’ The pharmacist shrugged, smiling. ‘Must’ve been my imagination.’ Just then, their new neighbor knocked on the door, asking for directions. Everyone laughed—it seemed ghosts preferred Nebraska’s friendly pharmacies too.