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 it suddenly occurred to

"And just what exactly was he saying?

"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

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

speaking with Sanyupta. His lips were moving, but his mind was far from

captor, Jeremiah could still see the young man in some sort of distress; an agony that he himself would fear in a

as the overweight, young white woman in

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 power

The woman nervously glanced back at the young man while gripping her

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

Just then, the elevator stopped. The very instant the door slid open, like a passing wind, the woman sailed

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

in Vermont' was playing 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

correct

"Isaac?" Jeremiah

you doin', man," Isaac cracked a lazy smile while

a face of complete disorientation, sat himself down beside Isaac, took off his glasses, and with outstretched hands asked, "Isaac...are you

Without looking in Levin's direction, Isaac

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

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

at the clock above his head, "I have an appointment with a patient in about twenty minutes or so,

hapless belly laugh before saying, "Man, everyone has been asking me

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

front of the doctor. There was so much rambling chaos

had to see someone up there. Someone very

you?" Jeremiah shrugged with

Isaac pointed to himself. "Just this morning, I saw how she was made, and I needed to find her so she could tell me how to reverse

it you're referring

Isaac stopped his incessant pacing to give the doctor a strange

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

then closed his eyes, inhaled the fresh new carpet smell of the office

mean back at Leroy Cummins'

"Oh...I see." Jeremiah softly

settling into the leather couch. The very moment the man stopped moving, Isaac opened his

arguing Thanksgiving afternoon. So I

"Who's

and I had been messing around since October." Isaac steadily explained. "So anyways, I went over to her place, we did it, and then she

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