Mustering enough courage to take one last look before running for help, she slowly peeked through the window. To her surprise, there was Joey, lying on the bed, having a spasm attack

"Oh my god, Joey!" she cried as she ran into the room. She lifted his pale face with both hands, shaking him slightly. "Joey, what the hell happened?"

"W-w-w..." He couldn't get the words out.

"Yes? Walrus?" she asked, trying to finish the word.

He shook his head yes, indicating she was right. "I... turned into... the walrus!" he spat.

"What the hell?" she asked, staring at him. "Listen, I saw the walrus, you probably saw the walrus, but you are not going to get me to believe... oh my god."

She stopped and realized that Joey was starting to grow gills. She shrieked as he turned into a goldfish, right in front of her eyes.

"What in the world is happening to you?" she cried as she frantically searched for water to put the now goldfish Joey in. She plucked the flowers out of a vase, grabbed Joey, and shoved him in the vase.

In the lounge, everyone else was having coffee and watching the news. Just as Chandler was turning the page of his newspaper, Rachel came bursting into the room, holding the vase with Joey in it.

"Guys! Joey turned into a goldfish!" she announced as she burst into the lounge.

"Oh look, Rachel's sanity is in the obituaries," said Chandler as he continued to read the newspaper.

"No, I'm serious! I saw it happen!" she insisted as she sat the vase down. "First their was the walrus, and, and then the goldfish and..."

Ross headed over to her, placed his hands on her shoulders, and said "Rachel, honey, I know how much has been going on, and I know that the tension is high, but I know for a fact the Joey didn't-"

He was cut off by the sound of a vase breaking. They all turned to see a bare naked Joey sitting on the ground, sopping wet.

"Guys..." he said, "I think there's something wrong."

Later, the doctors were giving him a full physical, but found nothing wrong with him. "Mr. Triviani, I'm sorry, but there's nothing wrong with you. You might just be hallucinating from the rough time you've been having. I suggest that you get some more rest-"

"No! I know what happened!" said Joey. "I kept turning into these animals, and... I'll do it again, just for you!"

The doctor casually leaned against the wall, watching Joey with one eyebrow cocked. Joey grunted and growled, and overall looked like he was constipated, but he just couldn't get it to work.

"Hold on," he told the doctor, still trying to do it again.

"Nurse!" called the doctor.

Two nurses came in with a needle in one hand and a straight jacket in the other.

"No! No!" shrieked Joey as they injected the serum.

"We're sorry Mr. Triviani, but you're becoming too dangerous to be around."

They hauled Joey out of the room on a pushcart while he was in a straight jacket. He writhed around and jumped about, but simply couldn't get out.

The others looked at him through sorrowful eyes as they saw him wiggling around in the mental room. They were on his side though, because they saw him with their very own eyes.

"Gosh, those stupid doctors." said Phoebe with rage. "I just wish there was some way that we could get him out of there!"

As she said this, the others were amazed as her eyes started to glow red in fury.

What is happening to them? Will Joey break out? Find out in the next exciting chapter!

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