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?"

confident. "I too was taken aback at first. He and I were having a conversation one day back in December, and out of nowhere, he begins to speak what I assumed at first to be a completely different vernacular. I replayed the tape recorder over again during our discussion when

was he saying? If

obscene words of the four letter variety," Sanyupta sighed. "Some random sayings about blood. I believe his final words that particular day were something to the effect of structures collapsing and a fateful train ride. Once again, random gibberish. Just the rants of a person who has endured a traumatic experience. Even his very tone seemingly changed. One would

of paper that was lying on his

his mind was far from the conversation. Even when the subject switched from

with the knowledge that Isaac was free from his captor, Jeremiah could still see the young man in some sort of

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

Isaac scratched his unshaven face up and down as if his own skin were on fire. In his eyes there was really nothing attractive about the woman. He wasn't interested in looks, just smells. He inhaled her strong perfume with just about every last ounce of lung

nervously glanced back at the young man while gripping her purse that was

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

elevator stopped. The very instant the door slid open, like a passing wind,

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

his head as he walked on. Cream colored, block-like arrows pointing people in

he had arrived at the correct

"Isaac?" Jeremiah choked,

doin', man," Isaac cracked a lazy smile while dropping himself onto the leather couch as if he owned the

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

Without looking in Levin's direction, Isaac said, "Yeah, man.

is a helluva of an understatement, my friend." Jeremiah exclaimed while examining Isaac's face.

here, man. I just needed someone to talk to." Isaac lethargically replied, sounding as though he were ready to fall right asleep. "I've been freebasing coffee

"Well," Levin briefly sighed while glancing at the clock above his head, "I have an appointment with a patient in about twenty minutes or so, but I guess you

has been asking me that same question since yesterday. Truth is,

"Well, what was the last thing you remember? The news keeps saying that you were seen over

up from off the 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

up there. Someone very important," Isaac carried on. "I had to

"Made you?" Jeremiah shrugged with

how she was made, and I needed to find

"I take it you're

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

"Isaac, you've got to understand, there's no such thing as that. It's nothing

coat pockets. He then closed his eyes, inhaled the fresh new carpet smell of the office and said, "I think I'm ready to tell you what happened back at that

mean back at

"No...back

"Oh...I see." Jeremiah softly

hear was Jeremiah's body settling into the

afternoon. So I got pissed and went over

October." Isaac steadily explained. "So anyways,

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