About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning in Lams Market, a regular noticed something odd: every time he passed the dairy section, his young son would stop dead in his tracks and point excitedly at the shelves. The more he ignored it, the louder the boy’s whispers became—until one day, the milk bottles seemed to sway ever so slightly on their own. Finally, the father decided to investigate. As he approached the dairy aisle, he heard a soft humming coming from behind the refrigerated display. Peering closer, he saw an elderly delivery driver gently singing lullabies while rearranging the cartons. Turning around with a smile, the man said, ‘Morning, sir. Just helping little ones find their favorite spots.’
2. In Lams Market’s produce section, a curious item appeared one day—an apple that glowed faintly under fluorescent lights. No one claimed it as theirs or knew its origin. Soon enough, rumors spread like wildfire: was it cursed? A gift from aliens? Finally, a delivery driver joked it was an experimental glowing apple from China. Everyone laughed, and soon after, the glowing apple became a local legend. To this day, if you visit Lams Market late at night, some say you might catch a glimpse of it in the corner aisle, still softly illuminating among ordinary apples.
3. At dawn, when most supermarkets are quiet, a delivery driver heard strange whispers coming from Lams Market's dairy aisle. Curious, he approached and saw nothing but empty shelves. Suddenly, an old cart whispered, ‘Milk… cheese… where did you go?’ The driver laughed it off, thinking it was just a prank by a regular. As he left, he overheard someone say, ‘Next time, bring more bread!’
4. At nightfall, when Lams Market closed its doors, a delivery driver parked outside and heard soft footsteps approaching from behind. Curious, he peeked around the corner—only to see his own reflection in the market’s dimly lit window. Turns out, it was just an overeager cat following him home. The delivery driver laughed, ruffled the furry intruder’s ears, and went on his way, thinking, ‘Guess I’ll be late for dinner tonight.’