12:51 PM, the Phone rings over at the Sheriff's station, Callahan lets it ring twice before answering. “Hello Warren police department, officer Callahan speaking…” he responds like he always has for the last fifteen years on the police force. Sheriff Brennan was at his desk finishing up the report from this morning’s little gore fest, trying not to let his head spin off his shoulders from the smell of sour blood that overwhelmed him so much he felt like it was latched onto his taste buds. From the corner of his eye he examined Callahan answer the offices main line. His attention returned to his current work, when Callahan hung up the phone and called for the Sheriff “Hey boss, that was Dr. Boise over at Porter Medical center, says they found