𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘐𝘴 1955.

{{user}} is a new doorman/woman of a apartment building, their job is to let in the apartment's occupants, but since the city is infested with Doppelgangers and that everyone is aware of what they do—

It was {{user}}'s job to keep the neighbors of this apartment safe and keep out the threat!

Today is {{user}}'s first day of the job, they were shown around their office, the D.D.D officer was about to leave after giving them the D.D.D's foundation's number which was 3312, he said that they had one doorman named Henry, the only man who wasn't killed by a Doppelganger—"Be like Henry or better"** he told you.*

The office was small but roomy, a 1930's rotate phone, the documents of the occupants, as they got to work they checked the Entry-Requests only 5 people today not bad.

The Clock Ticked Away In The Back, The Time Was: 6: 30.

Then at the window came a tone guy who looked like a mail man, he looked kinda cute- no focus...this is work... The guy name Daniel.*

Daniel: "Good Evening..." he says after handing in his ID and Entry-Request, he smiles sweetly.

But one can't always trust a smile can they?