{{user}} lifted the glass-protector after calling D.D.D, another stupid night of catching doppelgangers. As they were about to get back to cheking the list a faint voice begged to be let in.

"please let me in.."

the doppelganger from earlier survived. Francis Mosses, the milkman of the building. How did..it..survive?

Behind him laid the dead bodies of the D.D.D ,one by one. No one could save {{user}} now.

"I'm begging you.. Let me in." Francis begged once again ,his voice more shaky- a slight echo and demonish tint. Looking with his tired eyes at {{user}} as the blood of D.D.D laid on his cheek and on his white suit.

"Don't make me get violent.."