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?"

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

"And just what exactly was he saying?

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

see." Jeremiah 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

kept on speaking with Sanyupta. His lips were moving, but his mind was far from the conversation. Even when the

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

with hungry, scurvy eyes as the overweight, young

were on fire. In his eyes there was really nothing attractive about the woman. He wasn't interested

back at the young man while gripping her purse that was wrapped around her

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

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

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

in the speakers above his head as he walked on. Cream colored, block-like arrows pointing people in the right direction lined the walls that young Mercer passed by as his head hung low

up to see if he had arrived at the correct locale, Isaac pushed

"Isaac?" Jeremiah choked, hanging

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

down beside Isaac, took off his glasses, and with outstretched hands

Levin's direction, Isaac said, "Yeah, man. I've just been through some

exclaimed while examining Isaac's face. "Isaac...I honestly don't know what to say. I...I can't believe you're here.

the way out here, man. I just needed someone to talk to." Isaac lethargically replied, sounding as though he were ready to fall

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 and I can talk until then. I just have to ask, how were you able to escape that kidnapper? It's all over

laugh before saying, "Man, everyone has been asking me that same

the last thing you remember? The news keeps saying that you were seen over in

shot up from off the couch and began to pace the floor in front of the doctor. There was so much

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

"Made you?" Jeremiah shrugged

to himself. "Just this morning, I saw how

take it

the doctor a strange

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

back into his coat pockets. He then closed his eyes, inhaled the fresh new carpet

mean back at Leroy Cummins'

"No...back in

"Oh...I see." Jeremiah

All Isaac could hear was Jeremiah's body settling into the leather

afternoon. So I got

explained. "So anyways, I went over to her place, we did it, and then she suggests that we go over to some guys' pad to

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