About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver pulled up to Corbett Hill Wellness Center with an unusual package. The label read simply: ‘For Dr. Sunshine Only.’ As the sun rose, Dr. Sunshine opened the package curiously. Inside was a note: 'Dear Doctor, try this new wellness treatment!' And attached was a bottle of his favorite herbal tea—only it had expired ten years ago. With a laugh, he called out to his neighbor, saying, “Guess who just got a vintage gift!”
2. One morning, while a doctor was preparing for another busy day, she overheard a voice whispering from an empty room: ‘Today’s patients might be surprised.’ Curious, she peeked inside and found no one there. As she turned away, she heard a soft giggle. Peering back in, she saw only dust motes dancing in the sunlight. Smiling, she shrugged it off as her active imagination and continued with her rounds. Later that afternoon, while examining a regular patient, he whispered, 'Doctor, I feel like I've been here before.' She grinned and replied, 'Welcome to Corbett Hill—where everyone feels familiar!'
3. At midnight, when the city slept soundly, a delivery driver approached Corbett Hill Wellness Center. The usually quiet parking lot echoed with an odd humming noise, like someone tuning an invisible instrument. As he got closer, a dim light flickered inside—a neighbor’s flashlight, it turned out. Turning around, the delivery driver saw a sign reading ‘Closed for Maintenance.’ With a laugh, he drove off, realizing that Corbett Hill Wellness Center was just as mysterious—and empty—as ever.
4. At dusk, when the sun’s last rays touched Corbett Hill, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. While unloading supplements into the wellness center, he swore he heard soft laughter coming from an empty room. Curious but cautious, he peered inside and saw only shadows shifting in the dim light. As he looked closer, the shadows seemed to form the outline of someone waving cheerfully. Startled, he jumped back, knocking over a box of vitamins. A bottle rolled out and landed with a thud on the floor, revealing… nothing but an old newspaper ad for multivitamins. The delivery driver shook his head, laughing at himself. ‘Must be the wind,’ he muttered, picking up the scattered pills.