About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, an early bird delivery driver arrived at Abrazo Medical Group with a smile on his face and a box of fresh donuts for the staff. As he approached the entrance, he noticed something peculiar: the parking lot seemed unusually quiet, almost too quiet. He tiptoed closer, expecting maybe a power outage or some other minor issue. Suddenly, from behind the reception desk came a familiar voice: 'Morning, Joe! Finally decided to join us for breakfast?' Turning around, he saw only an empty chair and a half-eaten donut—clearly left by someone who had already enjoyed their sweet treat.
2. A delivery driver named Alex pulled up to Abrazo Medical Group one foggy afternoon. ‘This place is always so quiet,’ he muttered, noticing how empty the parking lot was. Little did he know that behind those closed doors lay something… unusual.’ As he approached the entrance, a voice called out from inside: 'Hey, delivery guy! We’re out of coffee!' Alex grinned and walked in, only to discover an empty waiting room and a sign on the counter reading, 'Closed for Coffee Break.' He shrugged and left with a smile, thinking, 'Next time I'll bring some coffee—maybe they’ll order more stuff!'
3. One chilly night, a delivery driver approached Abrazo Medical Group with a package so heavy he could barely lift it. As he walked through the parking lot, he swore he heard someone whispering his name. Finally, he delivered the package and went inside. Later that night, another employee mentioned they’d seen an unfamiliar car parked nearby. The delivery driver shrugged it off until he realized: the whispering had been coming from his own reflection in the clinic’s window.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Abrazo Medical Group and noticed something odd on the door: ‘Please knock three times before entering.’ Curious, he obeyed—and found himself in a waiting room filled with people wearing surgical masks and holding flashlights.' After waiting for what felt like forever, someone finally called his name. The masked man behind the desk asked him to follow the light. As our delivery driver walked down the dimly lit hallway, he heard soft whispers: 'Is that pizza?' Turning around, he saw everyone staring at him—including the doctor, who was holding a stethoscope and a slice of cheese pizza. Relieved, he replied, 'No, just delivering.'