Chapter 8


    Without hesitating a second longer, he picked up the phone again and dialed a number. Levin waited


    as five dial tone''s burped into his ears.


    "Yes, this is Doctor Jeremiah Levin. I am partnered through the Asndview Psychiatric Center. I was


    wondering if I could speak with a Doctor Morgan Shields, please."


    Levin waited for at least five of the longest minutes of his life for the anticipated doctor to answer while


    listening to Barry Manilow''s, ''I Write The Songs'', over the line.


    "This is Doctor Shields. To whom am I speaking?" The man seriously spoke.


    "Yes," Levin coughed, "this is Doctor Jeri Levin. How are you today, sir?"


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    "Quite well, sir." He heavily exhaled, sounding as though his time were being wasted. "What can I do


    for you?"


    "Well, I am here looking over a patient''s x-rays, and if I''m not mistaken, you were the presiding


    physician when this young man was brought into your emergency room three months ago."


    "I''m afraid you''re going to have to be a bit more specific than that, Doctor Levin. Would this patient


    happen to have a name?"


    "Yes, sir, it''s Isaac Mercer. He was the young, ck male that was brought in following the animal


    attack on Thanksgiving."


    At first there was a breathing pause over the phone, until Doctor Shields woke up and said, "Now I


    remember. Yes, quite a bizarre tragedy if I recall. You don''t exactly forget something like that, Doctor."


    "I can imagine. But you see, sir, I''m looking at Mr. Mercer''s x-rays as we speak, and it seems as though


    there are some...abnormalities, concerning his bone structure." Levin gulped. "Doctor, if I may ask, was


    Isaac beaten before he was rushed in that morning? I''m seeing multiple bone fractures from head to


    toe. If I didn''t know any better, I''d swear it looks as though his entire jaw was...stretched outwards? As


    ludicrous as that may sound."


    "Yes, Doctor Levin, this young man was quite a puzzle to us all that morning. We all believed that he


    too was attacked by this so called animal, but there were absolutely no scars, or even a scratch on him.


    He was soaking in blood from head to toe. And yes, his bones had seemingly been broken."


    "Had been," Levin questioned. "Can you borate?"


    "It''s still a mystery to myself, but it seems as though this young man''s entire bone structure had


    been...reconfigured, and then restored all over again. If you notice in the x-rays that I took that morning,


    certain joints seemed to have, pardon my illiteracy,e apart. His muscles also went through a


    tremendous amount of trauma as well. It looked as if he had lifted weights for a whole week straight,


    non-stop. You could actually feel the soreness in them. He kept on crying that he needed Ben-Gay to


    rub all over himself." Doctor Shields flippantly carried on.


    Levin sank himself into a long, drawn out trance the deeper he gazed at the three x-rays. If Doctor


    Shields had no clear cut exnation, then he too waspletely dumbfounded.


    "Are you still there, Doctor?" Shields asked.


    "Yes, I''m still here, sir." Levin coughed himself back. "I apologize; I guess I got a little confused for a


    moment or two."


    "Is Mr. Mercer alright?"


    "Physically, yes," Jeremiah stated.


    "I am forced to confess that I''ve never seen anything like it before in all my years. Most scientists could


    write novels on this kid. He''s a modern marvel. Bones re-fusing themselves. Honestly, I was shocked


    just to see him walk out of this hospital at all."


    "Yes, Doctor, it is a miracle." Levin muttered in a perturbed tone. "Well, sir, I do appreciate your time."


    "The pleasure is all mine, Doctor. Good day."


    Levin slowly hung up the phone and took out the previous x-ray of Isaac''s once deformed skull. The


    slightly protruded jaw bone startled the man enough to where he had to push aside the image as


    though he were thoroughly repulsed by the very sight altogether.


    He had to take a breath, just to clear his mind. Thest thing he wanted was to drive himself mad


    before his patient arrived.


    Right then, three knocks at the door interrupted Levin''s irrational ramblings. As if he were trying to


    escape, he hastily shoved each of the x-rays into one folder before saying out loud, "Come in!"


    From behind the door appeared Isaac.