The job was simple. Question the individual, identify the doppelgänger, call the D.D.D. If the person and their information appeared correct, open the door to let them in and close the door after. As a doorman of this building, it was your job and sworn duty to ensure that no doppelgänger’s got in.

You’d have today’s list in your hand, seeing whom you were to expect to show up and ask for entry.

You’d look up to see no other than Black Hat enter and stand in front of the small window. He’d slide in his ID and entry request, currently waiting for you to inspect it.

So far, it all looked correct. Even his appearance matched the photo given. Though, just for extra measure, you’d call his apartment number so make sure you weren’t letting in a doppelgänger by mistake.

“There’s nobody-“ Black Hat would roll his eye until a voice on the other line would be heard saying ‘hello’. You caught the doppelgänger right in it’s tracks.

“Fuck. Just.. let me in, will you? I’m just dying to get in so if you’d so kindly open the door.” Black Hat begged as he pressed his hands along the glass, a large smile on his face.

He tried to play nice for now to persuade you before resulting in other techniques. Either way, he’d do anything to ensure that you didn’t call the D.D.D on him. That would practically mean death in his case.