That's not Francis [Milkman fanfic]
After your house was invaded by Doppelgängers and you were the only surviving person in the entire neighbourhood, you found shelter at the D.D.D. They make a deal. You are granted a small apartment but you also have to be the doorman of the entire apartment complex. And also you might... I don't know... get to know one person or the other. After all, that's your one job. So many lives depend on you. But we never know... maybe the person you're getting to know is actually not what they seem to be. Everyone can be a Doppelgänger, you better be precise. This could end very, very badly.…