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"
Buckle
up
,
please
,
"
the
pilot
said
as
the
engine
revved
.
Langdon
reached
for
his
seat
belt
and
strapped
himself
in
.
The
tiny
fuselage
seemed
to
shrink
around
him
.
Then
with
a
roar
,
the
craft
shot
up
and
banked
sharply
north
toward
Rome
.
Rome
…
the
caput
mundi
,
where
Caesar
once
ruled
,
where
St
.
Peter
was
crucified
.
The
cradle
of
modern
civilization
.
And
at
its
core
…
a
ticking
bomb
.
Rome
from
the
air
is
a
labyrinth
—
an
indecipherable
maze
of
ancient
roadways
winding
around
buildings
,
fountains
,
and
crumbling
ruins
.
The
Vatican
chopper
stayed
low
in
the
sky
as
it
sliced
northwest
through
the
permanent
smog
layer
coughed
up
by
the
congestion
below
.
Langdon
gazed
down
at
the
mopeds
,
sight
-
seeing
buses
,
and
armies
of
miniature
Fiat
sedans
buzzing
around
rotaries
in
all
directions
.
Koyaanisqatsi
,
he
thought
,
recalling
the
Hopi
term
for
"
life
out
of
balance
.
"
Vittoria
sat
in
silent
determination
in
the
seat
beside
him
.
The
chopper
banked
hard
.
His
stomach
dropping
,
Langdon
gazed
farther
into
the
distance
.
His
eyes
found
the
crumbling
ruins
of
the
Roman
Coliseum
.
The
Coliseum
,
Langdon
had
always
thought
,
was
one
of
history
’
s
greatest
ironies
.
Now
a
dignified
symbol
for
the
rise
of
human
culture
and
civilization
,
the
stadium
had
been
built
to
host
centuries
of
barbaric
events
—
hungry
lions
shredding
prisoners
,
armies
of
slaves
battling
to
the
death
,
gang
rapes
of
exotic
women
captured
from
far
-
off
lands
,
as
well
as
public
beheadings
and
castrations
.
It
was
ironic
,
Langdon
thought
,
or
perhaps
fitting
,
that
the
Coliseum
had
served
as
the
architectural
blueprint
for
Harvard
’
s
Soldier
Field
—
the
football
stadium
where
the
ancient
traditions
of
savagery
were
reenacted
every
fall
…
crazed
fans
screaming
for
bloodshed
as
Harvard
battled
Yale
.
As
the
chopper
headed
north
,
Langdon
spied
the
Roman
Forum
—
the
heart
of
pre
-
Christian
Rome
.
The
decaying
columns
looked
like
toppled
gravestones
in
a
cemetery
that
had
somehow
avoided
being
swallowed
by
the
metropolis
surrounding
it
.
To
the
west
the
wide
basin
of
the
Tiber
River
wound
enormous
arcs
across
the
city
.
Even
from
the
air
Langdon
could
tell
the
water
was
deep
.
The
churning
currents
were
brown
,
filled
with
silt
and
foam
from
heavy
rains
.
