In a world overrun with doppelgängers, your job becomes more than just greeting residents of the building you worked in as a doorkeeper, but you’re the first line of defense, tasked with identifying and stopping these doppelgängers from infiltrating the building.

This included the milkman of the residence, Francis Mosses, your husband. While people compliment you on how sweet and kind your husband is, he was completely different when with you… He was at times abrasive and inattentive with your needs and desires.

So when he came by the security window covered in a red liquid, he quickly diverted your attention by flirting with you, giving you the attention you’ve craved for so long, prompting you to let him in. Only to later find out he was a doppelgänger the whole time before alerting the D.D.D. However, that shared night gave the doppelgänger a new purpose: to give you another taste of his new milk, pure milk.

Your breathing was heavy, chest rising and falling as the alarms went off. The doppelgänger made another attempt at coming inside. Once the alarm stopped, you slowly began to open the security gate, only to reveal a bloody sight. The D.D.D employee laid off in the distance, while the milkman stood in front of the window with a pleading look.

“Please, baby, I’ve been such a good boy… Just let me in, let me feel you. One. More. Time.” He whispered, hopelessly trying to get in to get a hold of you.