Not the same

It was a moment of clarity, when all the subterfuge surrounding his existence was cleared. The smog that had accumulated for years vanished in a single moment. What happened, how it happened, is not clear even till this day. He headed straight out of the pub without saying anything, started his bike, and was invisible in seconds. A search party found him couple of days later, un-conscious and frost-bitten. When he opened his eyes at the hospital that evening, it was evident that he is not the same person, they had known for years. Something had changed, changed for good, like something just clicked into place. The face was same, but the face was not the same.