The Beast of 1977 (Book 1)

Chapter 27

"I need to speak with Doctor Sanyupta, please! Doctor Benjamin Sanyupta!" Jeremiah intently shouted over the phone to the operator.

With a clutter of papers in both hands and his eyes firmly locked on the clock above the door, Jeremiah anxiously awaited the doctor's speedy response.

"Uh, yes, good morning," he jittered, dropping his papers flat on the floor beneath his feet. "Or should I say, good evening, Doctor? Sorry to disturb you. I was just calling to fill you in on a couple of patients that require some much needed attention."

"I see. What can I assist you with, Doctor?" Sanyupta replied, sounding as if he had just awoke from sleeping.

"Well, first I wanted to discuss Isaac Mercer. You won't believe this, but, Isaac was kidnapped two days ago."

First, there was a long gasp, then Sanyupta appallingly uttered, "Oh my."

"Don't worry, I believe he is fine. According to reports, somehow he managed to elude his captor. Apparently he was abducted by the B.O.D. kidnapper."

"I'm sorry, the who?"

"The Broad Open Daylight kidnapper," Levin sighed while rolling his eyes. "I apologize for the acronym usage."

"Ahh, I understand. Tell me, how was Isaac able to gain his freedom from this individual?"

"It's still unknown at this time. But, the kidnapper was found murdered inside the same home where he took and murdered his own victims."

"Murdered? By whom," Sanyupta inhaled.

"More like a what," Jeremiah said. "The police say than an animal, a very large animal, killed this man, along with six others up along the Cuyahoga Valley."

"And Isaac was able to escape unharmed?"

"That's correct. I would love to know just how he was able to do so."

"Wait a minute, just what was Isaac doing up in Cuyahoga Falls?"

"I'm not quite sure, sir."

"Are you seeing him again this month?"

"As a matter of fact, he has an appointment on the 28th. But I wanted to bring that incident to your attention, as well as a curiosity. I saw Isaac last week, and I was not aware that he was bilingual."

"Ahh," Sanyupta chuckled, "I see you have come across that phenomenon as well. I am afraid that Isaac does not speak another language, rather, he is speaking backwards."

Jeremiah's mouth grew dry at that second, trying to find the words to explain his sudden confusion.

"Backwards, you say?"

to

was he saying? If you don't

fateful train ride. Once again, random gibberish. Just the rants of a person who has endured

slowly spoke as he scribbled down words on a sheet of paper that was lying on his desk in front of him. "Well, as I mentioned, I will be seeing Isaac

with Sanyupta. His lips were moving, but his mind was far from the conversation. Even when the subject switched from Isaac and to another

Somehow, even with the knowledge that Isaac was free from his captor, Jeremiah could still see the young man in some sort of distress; an agony that

in the back corner of the elevator and watched with hungry, scurvy eyes as the overweight, young white woman in

the woman. He wasn't interested in looks, just smells. He inhaled her strong perfume with just about every last ounce of lung power he could muster

nervously glanced back at the young man while gripping

could no longer breathe in any more fumes, his body unclenched itself. Isaac leaned up against the

then, the elevator stopped. The very instant the door slid open, like a passing wind, the woman sailed out and into the hallway as though she were being

crass grin blessed his swollen face. Realizing that he had arrived at his floor, the young man nonchalantly limped out into the quiet warmness

Vermont' was playing in the speakers above his head as he walked on. Cream colored, block-like arrows pointing people in the right direction

correct locale, Isaac pushed

"Isaac?" Jeremiah

you doin', man," Isaac cracked a lazy smile while dropping himself onto the leather

Levin, with a face of complete disorientation, sat himself down beside Isaac, took off his glasses,

looking in Levin's direction, Isaac said, "Yeah, man. I've just been

stuff is a helluva of an understatement, my friend." Jeremiah exclaimed while examining Isaac's face. "Isaac...I honestly don't know what to say. I...I can't believe you're here. How did

talk to." Isaac lethargically replied, sounding as though he were ready to fall right asleep. "I've been freebasing coffee ever since this morning. I don't wanna

the clock above his head, "I have an appointment with a patient in about twenty minutes or so, but I guess you and I can talk until then. I just have to ask, how

been asking me that same question since yesterday. Truth is, I can hardly remember anything that happened

The news keeps saying that you were seen over in Cuyahoga

couch and began to pace the floor in front of the doctor. There was so much rambling chaos cluttering his brain that pulling out one thought seemed to drain his

"I had to see someone up there. Someone very

"Made you?" Jeremiah shrugged with strange

"Yeah...made me into this," Isaac pointed to himself. "Just this morning, I saw how she was made, and I

"I take it you're referring to your

pacing to give the doctor a strange scowl, as if the word were completely foreign to

there's no such thing as that. It's nothing more than guilt."

hands back into his coat pockets. He then closed his eyes, inhaled the fresh new carpet smell of the office and said, "I think

"You mean back at Leroy

"Oh...I see." Jeremiah

Isaac could hear was Jeremiah's body settling into the leather couch. The very moment the

afternoon. So I

"Who's

I was working. She and I had been messing around since October." Isaac steadily explained. "So

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