Nick
I can't believe Jason's dead. My brother and best friend, just gone like that, I hate it. I want him back but I can't have that. At least I have Jet and Becky still but I want Jason more than anything. But something catches my eye and I look at Jason's arms and notice the scars, or in this case, lack there of.
"Mom, Dad, remember the scars Jason got from his...accident?" I ask my parents as I try to find the right word for Jason's attempted suicide
"Yes Nick. Why?" Mom askes me and I point to his arms.
"The scars are gone, which means this isn't Jason." I tell her which prompts her to look at the person's arms and she notices the same thing.
"You're right Nick, the scars are gone. This isn't Jason." She tries to calm herself down and I try to think how the doctors could have messed this up.
Jason/Smoke
My family has likely either buried the man I hired or found out I am not deceased by now. I couldn't afford to put them in danger for what I'm about to do. I had to change my appearance by dying my hair and giving it a trim so I didn't draw attention to myself. Michael Kevins murdered my best friend, tried to kill me and if my gut is right, he's going after my family next and I'll be damned if I'm going to let that happen. I am no longer Jason McCafferey, I am Smoke.