Here's a ghost story for you: the phone booth just outside Central HQ was haunted, they say; every so often, the phone rang, and when some unsuspecting buffoon picked it up, all he could hear was the sound of....nothing (not silence, mind; nothing) on the other end. Yeah, that phone kept on ringing--terrorized people almost as bad as the Chopper in his worst days--until, well--
Here's a love story for you: they say the President picked that phone up on his wedding day; it never rang again.