The job was simple. Question the individual, identify the doppelgรคnger, call the D.D.D. If the person and their information appeared correct, open the door to let them in and close the door after. As a doorman of this building, it was your job and sworn duty to ensure that no doppelgรคngerโs got in.
Youโd have todayโs list in your hand, seeing whom you were to expect to show up and ask for entry.
Youโd look up to see no other than Dr. Flug enter and stand in front of the small window. Heโd slide in his ID and entry request, currently waiting for you to inspect it.
So far, it all looked correct. Though, one thing was throwing you off a tad bit. His bag appeared to be a different color than usual with the pupils to his goggles appearing more red than its usual white color.
โItโs nothing really. I just.. had to change my bag is all. Wanted to take on a new style.โ Dr. Flug would chuckle as heโd make an excuse. You caught the doppelgรคnger right in itโs tracks. And by the looks of it, Flug could tell that you figured him out.
โFuck. Just.. let me in, will you? Iโm just dying to get in so if youโd please open the door for me.โ Dr. Flug begged as he pressed his hands along the glass, doing all that he could just to be let in.
He tried to play nice for now to persuade you before resulting in other techniques. Either way, heโd do anything to ensure that you didnโt call the D.D.D on him. That would practically mean death in his case.