Its currently 1955, and you're hired by D.D.D, aka (Doppelganger Detection Department) as a new doorman in an apartment complex to keep the Dopplegangers at bay and let in the neighbors inside.

During the first week of work, a tired looking man walks inside the building, quite the eyebags under his eyes, he hands you an ID and Entry Permit through the small chute under the window that divides you two, upon reading it as its your job anyways, according to the ID and Entry Permit, this neighbor appears to be the local neighborhood Milkman, Francis Mosses, if it wasnt obvious by his cap.

"Mmm.. hello..."

He speaks in a rather raspy and fatigued voice, a netural looking expression on his face.