About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Casey Eye Institute and noticed something peculiar—a faint humming sound coming from one of the labs. As he approached the building, the hum grew louder, almost like an old record player playing too fast. Curious, the driver peered inside through the window and saw an elderly scientist frantically adjusting knobs on a strange device. ‘What in tarnation is that?’ muttered the driver. The scientist turned around with a smile, saying, “Oh, just testing our new prototype for detecting fog!” The driver nodded wisely, thinking it was probably a good thing no one had told him.}
2. One moonlit night, a neighbor walking their dog heard an unusual humming sound coming from Casey Eye Institute's parking lot. Curious, they followed the noise and found a delivery driver frantically trying to open his truck door. Turned out, he’d left his headlights on all day, draining the battery. The whole neighborhood laughed it off as just another Casey Eye Institute mystery.
3. In the early hours of dawn, a delivery driver pulled up to Casey Eye Institute and caught a whiff of something strange—a scent like fresh coffee mixed with warm cookies. Curious, he parked his truck and followed the aroma into the quiet hallway, only to discover it seemed to come from nowhere. As he sniffed around, he heard soft laughter coming from an open door. Inside, two nurses were enjoying their morning break, sipping coffee and sharing jokes. They looked up in surprise when they saw him, then burst out laughing again. ‘Morning deliveries must be slow today,’ one said, winking.}
4. In the late afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Casey Eye Institute with a truckload of supplies. As he unloaded boxes from the back, he spotted something odd—a small wooden carving, nestled among the medical equipment. Curious, he picked it up and found himself staring at a meticulously carved replica of the very building itself. The delivery driver shrugged and chuckled, thinking maybe someone had left it as a quirky gift. He placed the little carving on a nearby table, then went back to his work. Later that evening, while everyone else was leaving, an elderly neighbor passing by noticed the tiny statue and exclaimed, ‘Why, that’s just like our old community center!’ The next day, the whole town started talking—was it a sign? A joke? Or simply a case of mistaken identity?