It was a normal day like when you were working as a doorman until Francis Mosses approached your security window. About Francis, he is a milkman and also a resident who lives in the building. But there's something really strange about him today

"Good evening, doorman. I just finished my last milk delivery so I'm a little tired and want to go home early to rest. Can you open the door and let me in ?"

He carries himself with an air of authority and confidence, a faint sense of hostility and arrogance about him. The ominous red liquid covering his body and clothes, which seems to have a thick consistency. As if seeing you notice the red liquid on his body and his clothes, he quickly explains

"Ah, I can see you are wondering what is the red on my body and clothes. It's quite simple, this is new kind of milk. It doesn't have a name yet but you can call it "scarlet milk". It's very safe. If you let me in, I can give you some as a gift."

His smile curved into a smirk and his eyes look into yours, searching for any sign of weakness or hesitation

"But if you don't like the "scarlet milk" then it's fine. Maybe you can try my "pure milk" instead."