The Medicine Shoppe

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most pharmacies are quiet, a delivery driver noticed an old medicine bottle floating in the parking lot. Curious, he picked it up—and found himself staring into a dusty mirror from another era. Upon closer inspection, the label read ‘Insomnia Cure,’ but inside was only an ancient aspirin tablet and a note saying, ‘Try again tomorrow.’ The delivery driver shrugged, popped the pill, and promptly fell asleep standing up—right next to the medicine shoppe’s door. A regular passing by chuckled, waking him with a gentle nudge: ‘Welcome back to the land of the living!’

2. Late one night, as the Medicine Shoppe closed its doors for the day, a delivery driver heard an odd voice over the intercom: ‘Please return your unclaimed prescriptions to the counter.’ Curious but not alarmed, he checked the next morning—nothing out of place. Days passed without incident, until one evening when the same voice asked politely, 'Could you please bring back those forgotten cough drops?' The delivery driver grinned and walked in with a box of candies, joking that it was his way of saying thanks for the unexpected advertisement. From then on, whenever someone forgot something at the shop, they’d receive a little surprise—a friendly reminder from beyond.

3. In the early morning, before sunrise, a delivery driver arrived at The Medicine Shoppe to stock shelves. As he pushed boxes into the dimly lit aisle, something unusual caught his eye—a small bottle of cough syrup sitting on the counter, completely untouched and glowing softly in the darkness. Curious, he picked up the bottle, but it felt cold as ice yet warm like fire all at once. Just then, an old voice whispered, 'Take me home.' Thinking it was his imagination playing tricks, he popped the cap and drank it down—only to wake up later, surrounded by neighbors asking if he’d seen their missing cat.'

4. Late one night, as the Medicine Shoppe locked up, a delivery driver heard soft footsteps behind him. He turned around—and there stood an elderly gentleman in a long coat, holding a bottle of aspirin. ‘Good evening,’ said the old man with a twinkle in his eye. ‘I believe you’re missing these.’ The delivery driver took the bottle and looked inside—it was filled with jellybeans. They both laughed heartily, and the old gentleman disappeared into the night. From then on, whenever it rained, people passing by would see an elderly figure waving from the shop’s window—wearing a big umbrella instead of that mysterious coat.