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?"

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 it suddenly occurred

"And just what exactly was he saying? If you don't mind me

"Mostly 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 possibly believe that he was, dare I say,

a sheet of paper that was lying on his desk in front of him. "Well, as I mentioned, I will be seeing Isaac again later this

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

that Isaac was free from his captor, Jeremiah could still see the young man in some sort of distress; an agony that he himself

as the overweight, young white woman in front of him squirmed from side to side

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

at the young man while gripping her purse that was

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

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

Isaac remained up against the 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

pointing people in the right direction lined the walls that

had arrived at the correct locale, Isaac pushed open

"Isaac?" Jeremiah choked, hanging up

smile while dropping

complete disorientation, sat himself down beside Isaac, took

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

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 you even get

lethargically replied, sounding as

patient in about twenty minutes or so, but I guess you and

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

you remember? The news keeps saying that you were seen over in Cuyahoga Falls. What were you

and began to pace the floor in front of the doctor. There was so much rambling chaos cluttering his brain

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

"Made you?" Jeremiah shrugged

"Just this morning, I saw how she was made, and I needed to find her so she could tell

take it you're referring to your so called

Isaac stopped his incessant pacing to give the doctor a strange scowl, as if the word were

got to understand, there's no such thing as that. It's nothing more

his coat pockets. He then closed his eyes, inhaled the

"You mean

"No...back in

"Oh...I

hear was Jeremiah's body settling into the

"Me and Lynn were arguing Thanksgiving afternoon. So

"Who's

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

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