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"
You
could
go
mad
in
here
.
"
Or
worse
,
Langdon
thought
,
moving
toward
the
vault
’
s
sole
entrance
.
"
A
quick
word
of
warning
.
Oxygen
is
an
oxidant
,
so
hermetic
vaults
contain
very
little
of
it
.
It
’
s
a
partial
vacuum
inside
.
Your
breathing
will
feel
strained
.
"
"
Hey
,
if
old
cardinals
can
survive
it
.
"
True
,
Langdon
thought
.
May
we
be
as
lucky
.
The
vault
entrance
was
a
single
electronic
revolving
door
.
Langdon
noted
the
common
arrangement
of
four
access
buttons
on
the
door
’
s
inner
shaft
,
one
accessible
from
each
compartment
.
When
a
button
was
pressed
,
the
motorized
door
would
kick
into
gear
and
make
the
conventional
half
rotation
before
grinding
to
a
halt
—
a
standard
procedure
to
preserve
the
integrity
of
the
inner
atmosphere
.
"
After
I
’
m
in
,
"
Langdon
said
,
"
just
press
the
button
and
follow
me
through
.
There
’
s
only
eight
percent
humidity
inside
,
so
be
prepared
to
feel
some
dry
mouth
.
"
Langdon
stepped
into
the
rotating
compartment
and
pressed
the
button
.
The
door
buzzed
loudly
and
began
to
rotate
.
As
he
followed
its
motion
,
Langdon
prepared
his
body
for
the
physical
shock
that
always
accompanied
the
first
few
seconds
in
a
hermetic
vault
.
Entering
a
sealed
archive
was
like
going
from
sea
level
to
20
,
000
feet
in
an
instant
.
Nausea
and
light
-
headedness
were
not
uncommon
.
Double
vision
,
double
over
,
he
reminded
himself
,
quoting
the
archivist
’
s
mantra
.
Langdon
felt
his
ears
pop
.
There
was
a
hiss
of
air
,
and
the
door
spun
to
a
stop
.
He
was
in
.
Langdon
’
s
first
realization
was
that
the
air
inside
was
thinner
than
he
had
anticipated
.
The
Vatican
,
it
seemed
,
took
their
archives
a
bit
more
seriously
than
most
.
Langdon
fought
the
gag
reflex
and
relaxed
his
chest
while
his
pulmonary
capillaries
dilated
.
The
tightness
passed
quickly
.
Enter
the
Dolphin
,
he
mused
,
gratified
his
fifty
laps
a
day
were
good
for
something
.
