About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the C David McVay School office and found himself staring at a sign on the door. It read: ‘Closed for paranormal activity investigation.’ Curious, he knocked, only to be greeted by an empty room with the sound of static coming from the intercom. Finally, after several minutes of silence, a voice crackled through: 'Delivery? Oh yes, we're expecting you.' The driver entered warily, finding everyone gathered around a strange man in a tweed suit who introduced himself as Mr. Paranormal. Turns out it was just a newfangled security system testing itself—everyone had been freaking out over nothing.
2. In the early afternoon, an estate agent was closing down the C David McVay School office when she noticed something peculiar on her desk. A small envelope, addressed simply to ‘The Manager,’ lay there, its contents unknown. She opened it cautiously and found a single sheet of paper with just one sentence: 'Please close up ten minutes earlier tomorrow.' Turns out, it was from her colleague, who had forgotten his keys again.
3. Late one night, a neighbor heard strange knocking coming from inside the C David McVay School offices. Curious but cautious, they peered through the window and saw only empty desks and quiet hallways. Finally, the neighbor called out, ‘Hello? Anybody there?’ Suddenly, an old poster on the wall whispered back, ‘We’re closed for renovations!’ Everyone laughed, realizing it was just the wind rustling through some papers.
4. Late one night, a security guard patrolling the C David McVay School grounds stopped in his tracks when he caught the scent of freshly baked cookies wafting through the air. Curious, he followed the aroma down a deserted corridor until he found an open door leading into what seemed like a fully functioning kitchen. Inside was a kindly old lady humming softly as she placed cookies onto cooling racks. ‘Hello there,’ she said with a smile. ‘Thought you might be hungry.’ The guard blinked several times before stammering out, ‘I… I didn’t know teachers still bake cookies after hours!’ She laughed heartily and replied, ‘Oh no, dear, I’m just Mrs. Jenkins from next door. Thought someone could use a treat.’