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"
What
’
s
happening
?
"
Vittoria
called
from
above
,
shifting
the
light
.
Langdon
did
not
answer
.
He
was
now
close
enough
to
see
it
all
.
With
a
tremor
of
repulsion
,
he
understood
.
The
chamber
seemed
to
contract
around
him
.
Emerging
like
a
demon
from
the
earthen
floor
was
an
old
man
…
or
at
least
half
of
him
.
He
was
buried
up
to
his
waist
in
the
earth
.
Standing
upright
with
half
of
him
below
ground
.
Stripped
naked
.
His
hands
tied
behind
his
back
with
a
red
cardinal
’
s
sash
.
He
was
propped
limply
upward
,
spine
arched
backward
like
some
sort
of
hideous
punching
bag
.
The
man
’
s
head
lay
backward
,
eyes
toward
the
heavens
as
if
pleading
for
help
from
God
himself
.
"
Is
he
dead
?
"
Vittoria
called
.
Langdon
moved
toward
the
body
.
I
hope
so
,
for
his
sake
.
As
he
drew
to
within
a
few
feet
,
he
looked
down
at
the
upturned
eyes
.
They
bulged
outward
,
blue
and
bloodshot
.
Langdon
leaned
down
to
listen
for
breath
but
immediately
recoiled
.
"
For
Christ
’
s
sake
!
"
"
What
!
"
Langdon
almost
gagged
.
"
He
’
s
dead
all
right
.
I
just
saw
the
cause
of
death
.
"
The
sight
was
gruesome
.
The
man
’
s
mouth
had
been
jammed
open
and
packed
solid
with
dirt
.
"
Somebody
stuffed
a
fistful
of
dirt
down
his
throat
.
He
suffocated
.
"
"
Dirt
?
"
Vittoria
said
.
"
As
in
…
earth
?
"
Langdon
did
a
double
take
.
Earth
.
He
had
almost
forgotten
.
The
brands
.
Earth
,
Air
,
Fire
,
Water
.
The
killer
had
threatened
to
brand
each
victim
with
one
of
the
ancient
elements
of
science
.
The
first
element
was
Earth
.
From
Santi
’
s
earthly
tomb
.
Dizzy
from
the
fumes
,
Langdon
circled
to
the
front
of
the
body
.
As
he
did
,
the
symbologist
within
him
loudly
reasserted
the
artistic
challenge
of
creating
the
mythical
ambigram
.
Earth
?
How
?
And
yet
,
an
instant
later
,
it
was
before
him
.
Centuries
of
Illuminati
legend
whirled
in
his
mind
.
The
marking
on
the
cardinal
’
s
chest
was
charred
and
oozing
.
The
flesh
was
seared
black
La
lingua
pura
…
