Smoke, Mirrors, etc.
Across town, Harrison John was looking at some (relatively tame) online porn. Losing Brooke and Sam hadn't exactly helped his sex life. Deep down, he secretly wondered – as had some of their friends – if the whole 'thing' with Sam and Brooke – the fighting, the insults, etc., weren't just hiding something altogether different. Of course, he was looking at a picture of a different blond and brunette who were certainly not fighting as he thought this.
He didn't see the black smoke creeping in through his air vent.
A few minutes later a very different Harrison John stood up, kicking his chair back.
"Those BITCHES!!" he shouted as his eyes turned black.