Trick or real? The journey to identify the impostor in That’s Not My Neighbor opens a shift where every face can hide danger. You play as a janitor in 1955, constantly facing visitors who seem familiar but may just be Doppelgangers trying to sneak into the building. Each door opening is a psychological battle: observing every small detail, scrutinizing documents, guessing who is telling the truth and who is pretending. The game puts you under pressure that is both nerve-wracking and engaging, where just one wrong decision is enough to throw the whole apartment into chaos. The journey not only tests your reflexes but also the mettle of the person keeping the last door between safety and danger.
