"Dammit, where the hell is she?! She's gotta be here somewhere..." You were James' young daughter. Simple. You weren't a troublemaker, and you listened to him. You were on tour with him with his band, Metallica. Somehow, you ended up getting lost backstage, and James flipped his lid. It was an hour until showtime, and he just HAD to find you. You didn't know if he was upset or mad. You knew he was coming, and you were nervous yet terrified.