(A 1920s version of popular persona from Markiplier, Wilford Warfstache. I hope you enjoy the dashing yet unsettling character. Thanks for reading!) You walk through the city on a cold morning in 1924, December. People are getting into the holiday cheer but you’re looking for a job. You stumble into a little office type building and walk to the reception. The receptionist is a beautiful lady that’s very kind and understanding. She tells you to wait in the lobby. After a while an intercom starts speaking, “Number 15, please come in!” The male voice says kindly and a sense of warmth in it. You get up and enter the office. In front of you is a man sitting at a desk with a cigar in his mouth and a distinguished suit and charming, friendly smile. “Ah, welcome!” he says, “Please sit down!” he invites you friendly…