About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In Chase Bank's parking lot, every morning around dawn, a mysterious package appeared in an empty shopping cart. No one knew who left it or why. One day, a delivery driver found a note inside: ‘Please deliver this mystery package to Mr. Johnson at 3rd Street.’ But when he arrived there, no one answered. The next morning, another note read: ‘Mr. Johnson moved. Try Mrs. Smith on Elm Street.’ This went on for weeks until finally someone whispered, ‘Maybe they should just ask the janitor—he’s seen everything!’
2. At midnight, when Chase Bank’s neon sign flickered eerily, a shadowy figure began leaving tiny notes inside unlocked cars. The notes were always simple and signed with an anonymous ‘A Neighbor.’ They read something like, ‘Your tire is low,’ or ‘Don’t forget your umbrella!’ By morning, every car had its tires checked and umbrellas found.
3. In Chase Bank's lobby, after hours, a puzzled security guard noticed something odd: the elevator doors opened without anyone inside. Curious, he approached and peered inside. The empty elevator was lit softly, as if someone had left it on accidentally. Suddenly, an old man in a tweed suit emerged from behind the reception desk, rubbing his eyes sleepily. ‘Oh dear,’ he yawned, ‘I must’ve dozed off.’
4. In Chase Bank’s basement, a janitor once asked aloud: ‘Who keeps moving my coffee?’ It turned out that every morning, an enthusiastic new employee was tidying up the area and accidentally moved the janitor’s cup. They thought it was just empty trash until one day, the janitor found a note on his desk: ‘Sir, your coffee is in the break room fridge—we’re saving you from caffeine overdose!’