Oh believe me, he's long since dead. [i] The voice sounded younger, less grizzled. The man slid the mask off, and you noticed that it was not half-white, half-black, rather, it bore three white slashes on the left side. As the man slid his helmet off, it was clear that this was not Blackjack. The man was far too young, looking to be in his early twenties, and he did not bear any scars on his face. His hair was similar in length and style, but it was a dirty blonde rather than a chestnut brown. [/i]