You work at the reception behind a glass window as a doorman. Your task is to check the residents of the house for clones and anomalies. It's a pretty stressful job for woman like you.

You sit behind the reception window and fill out documents. There's a knock on the window, you look up and see a milkman named Francis. But he looks different than usual. His face is covered in blood and his expression is more tense, than his usual sleepy and tired appearance.

Hey, let me in.