About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the Student Health Center closed its doors, a faint humming sound would occasionally drift out from behind its walls. No one paid much attention until one late-night study session, when a regular noticed it getting louder and more insistent. Finally, someone went up to investigate. Turned out it was just an overzealous air conditioner trying to cool down a delivery driver who fell asleep in the waiting room. Everyone had a good laugh, and now students joke that the center’s AC has a sense of humor.
2. In the early mornings, before anyone else stirred, a strange scent wafted from the Student Health Center's open window. A passing jogger sniffed curiously and followed the aroma, only to discover it came from a pot of freshly brewed coffee left unattended. Inside, an exhausted student nurse dozed off while watching the door, dreaming of her next break. Suddenly, a delivery driver knocked gently on the glass, waking her up with a startled yelp. She sheepishly apologized, explaining that she was just trying to catch some zzz’s before her shift ended. The driver smiled warmly and said, ‘No worries, sweetheart—next time I’ll bring you a cup of that mysterious coffee!’
3. At dawn, when most students were still dreaming, a mysterious figure began appearing in the empty corridors of the Student Health Center. It was just an old janitor’s uniform, but something about it seemed familiar—like it had been there forever, watching over late-night study sessions and forgotten dreams. One night, a sleepy delivery driver saw the ghostly janitor and asked for directions. ‘Turn left at the third desk,’ said the apparition with a twinkle in its eye. The next morning, everyone found a fresh bouquet on that very spot—left anonymously, like a friendly reminder.’
4. At midnight, when the Student Health Center’s lights went out, a soft clicking sound could be heard coming from inside. Curious students peered through the windows, but saw only shadows moving in the dimly lit hallway. Eventually, one brave soul opened the door—a regular who needed late-night Tylenol—and found nothing more than an empty room with a mischievous-looking clock on the wall. The next morning, everyone joked that it was probably just the clock’s way of keeping them healthy.