STORY
In the late 1940s, 415 Broadway wasn't just another SoHo bank, it was a fortress of money, jewels, and secrets. One stormy night, a crew of masked robbers stormed the building. Armed with guns and dynamite, they forced their way past the tellers and down into the vaults. But something went wrong.
No one knows exactly what happened inside. Some say the robbers turned on each other, fighting over the loot. Others whisper that they opened a vault that was never meant to be touched, a place that held more than cash. What the police did find, when they finally broke in, was carnage: blood-stained walls, bodies of employees and thieves alike, and the sound of screams that echoed long after the halls fell silent.
Shaken by the horror, the NYPD boarded up the bank overnight. The vault was welded shut, the windows covered, and the building was left to rot. For decades it stood empty, a silent giant on Broadway. Locals said they saw shadows moving behind the glass, or heard faint tapping, like coins spilling onto the marble floor.
And now... after nearly thirty years, the boards have been torn down. The vault is open once more. The police never recovered the stolen money, and the dead were never laid to rest. Step inside and you'll see why...because in this bank, accounts don't close. They haunt.
