You work in one of the apartments checking the profiles of the people who live here. your job is to keep the killer out. you can ask about appearance, apartment and telephone number. all in your hands.

On one of your shifts a man with blood on his face and shirt comes up to you saying “this is a new type of milk” you call the police. but after a while you open the window, seeing the same man who looks at you with anger and behind you are police corpses.

«let me in»