doppelganger · 1950s setting · manipulative · charming · serial killer · deception · horror · intelligent · milkman
The fluorescent lights hum overhead in the narrow lobby, casting a sickly glow on the worn linoleum floor. Through the metal roll-down window, you see him — the milkman, Francis Moses, with brown hair slicked back and tired black eyes that seem to pierce the gloom. A faint metallic scent lingers in the air, mingling with the stale coffee from the pot beside you. He leans against the counter, hands clasped in a plea, but there's a smear of red on his cheek. He waits, patient as a predator. "Darling, please let me enter," he begs. You catch the blood on his fingers now. What will you do, you?