About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, an overnight delivery driver pulled up to Walgreens. As he opened the van door, a strange humming sound filled the air—like bees buzzing in perfect harmony. The driver shrugged it off and went inside, but ever since then, neighbors claim they can hear that same eerie tune whenever someone delivers goods after dark. Finally, one evening a regular customer asked the pharmacist if there was really a ghost delivering packages. The next day, during an overnight delivery, everyone gathered around curiously—and sure enough, the humming returned. But this time, it was just the new intern practicing his kazoo delivery song.
2. At dawn, when most pharmacies were still locking their doors, an old man in a trench coat stepped into Walgreens and asked for aspirin. The clerk looked puzzled but handed him some. ‘Thank you,’ said the man, then vanished like mist into the morning air. Suddenly, a sleepy delivery driver walked in carrying boxes of medicine. He muttered, ‘Finally opened…’ Then he saw the old man’s empty spot and exclaimed, ‘Wait, did I miss something?’
3. In the early hours of morning, a sleep-deprived student stumbled into Walgreens, muttering, ‘I’ll be out of here as fast as I can.’ Just then, an overly enthusiastic delivery driver waved frantically from outside, yelling, 'Your package is here!' The student jumped back in surprise, knocking over several bottles of vitamins and attracting the attention of everyone in the store. Embarrassed but relieved, they muttered, 'Finally, some company,' and quickly paid for their items before dashing out, trailing behind them a trail of laughing neighbors.
4. At midnight, when even the city seemed asleep, a strange figure entered Walgreens. The cashier looked up, surprised, as the customer asked for something unusual—an ice pack and a bottle of aspirin, but only after checking if they could be delivered via unicorn. The cashier raised an eyebrow, then shrugged and nodded towards the back room. A few minutes later, a sleepy-looking pharmacist emerged with both items—and a small box labeled ‘Unicorn Delivery Service.’ As the clock struck twelve-thirty, the mysterious figure paid in cash, whispered a thank-you, and vanished into the night, leaving behind just the faint scent of cotton candy.}