Bank of America

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In an old Bank of America branch in downtown Chicago, employees began noticing strange things late at night. Every now and then, a little girl with blonde pigtails would run through the empty lobby, laughing and waving her arms. No one could ever catch up to her or see her leave. One evening, a delivery driver saw her too and tried chasing after, but she vanished into thin air when he got close. Since then, whenever someone asks about her, the staff just smiles and says, 'Oh, that’s Mary—she works here part-time, you know.'

2. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Bank of America entrance with a truckload of coffee. As he approached the door, he noticed something odd: the automatic glass doors were opening and closing on their own. Curious, the driver stepped inside just as the doors swung shut behind him. Inside, everything was quiet—too quiet. Then, from an empty corner, a faint voice said, 'Finally, someone brings me some caffeine!' Turning around, they saw only a dusty old security camera. The driver laughed it off, took his coffee, and left. Since then, locals joke that the Bank of America’s security system is powered by java.'

3. At night, a security guard patrolled the empty Bank of America lobby when he heard soft footsteps approaching from behind. As he turned around, he saw only a shadowy figure in a suit, who whispered, ‘Checking my balance, sir.’ It was their new part-time teller, a neighborhood kid with an impressive Halloween costume collection.

4. Late one autumn evening, a delivery driver approached the Bank of America building and stopped abruptly. From inside the bank, someone had left the door ajar, letting out a faint, tinkling sound—a constant, rhythmic chime that grew louder with each step closer. As he got nearer, he saw an old man, a regular customer, standing outside the open door, humming cheerfully. ‘What’s going on?’ asked the driver. The man smiled, tapping his cane against the pavement in time with the chimes. ‘Oh,’ he said, ‘I just like to come here every now and then and keep them company.’