Jim was rolling around once again in his on mind like an evil lizard. It's been two months since I joined the performances of the Royal Albert Hall. I feel like a prisoner. The depression was getting worse. Jim saw it and it drove him insane. I didn't love him anymore, I didn't feel that burning flame of desire. He had become this monster that I've never seen before. He'd scream at people and order them to do whatever he wanted.
And now i was his least favorite thing. He hardly pay attention to where i go, but he still was always watching. So yet again I can't escape. I look up from the door and see Mick walking down the hall. He seen me as well and ran to me. "Joy, are you alright?" I looked at those sky blue eyes and the tears began to fall. "No... everything is wrong I can't take it anymore i just can't... please get me out of here Mick please!" Mick gave me a warm hug to cheer me up. "I see the things he did to you, i see it in your eyes. Come, we must develop a plan to set you free. And then... im going to love you forever joy." Mick always new how to make me smile.
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The Phantom of The Doors
RandomJoy Robinson has been having dreams of the unforgettable Jim Morrison. But she didn't know that he was real and in fact, The phantom of The Doors. Join her and many other familiar classic rock faces for a journey of love, mystery, and tragedy.
