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He
needed
leverage
.
Finding
the
glass
wall
again
,
he
placed
one
hand
on
it
to
guide
him
as
he
raced
in
the
dark
toward
the
far
end
of
the
vault
.
The
back
wall
loomed
suddenly
,
and
he
collided
with
it
,
crushing
his
shoulder
.
Cursing
,
Langdon
circled
the
shelf
and
grabbed
the
stack
at
about
eye
level
.
Then
,
propping
one
leg
on
the
glass
behind
him
and
another
on
the
lower
shelves
,
he
started
to
climb
.
Books
fell
around
him
,
fluttering
into
the
darkness
.
He
didn
’
t
care
.
Instinct
for
survival
had
long
since
overridden
archival
decorum
.
He
sensed
his
equilibrium
was
hampered
by
the
total
darkness
and
closed
his
eyes
,
coaxing
his
brain
to
ignore
visual
input
.
He
moved
faster
now
.
The
air
felt
leaner
the
higher
he
went
.
He
scrambled
toward
the
upper
shelves
,
stepping
on
books
,
trying
to
gain
purchase
,
heaving
himself
upward
.
Then
,
like
a
rock
climber
conquering
a
rock
face
,
Langdon
grasped
the
top
shelf
.
Stretching
his
legs
out
behind
him
,
he
walked
his
feet
up
the
glass
wall
until
he
was
almost
horizontal
.
Now
or
never
,
Robert
,
a
voice
urged
.
Just
like
the
leg
press
in
the
Harvard
gym
.
With
dizzying
exertion
,
he
planted
his
feet
against
the
wall
behind
him
,
braced
his
arms
and
chest
against
the
stack
,
and
pushed
.
Nothing
happened
.
Fighting
for
air
,
he
repositioned
and
tried
again
,
extending
his
legs
.
Ever
so
slightly
,
the
stack
moved
.
He
pushed
again
,
and
the
stack
rocked
forward
an
inch
or
so
and
then
back
.
Langdon
took
advantage
of
the
motion
,
inhaling
what
felt
like
an
oxygenless
breath
and
heaving
again
.
The
shelf
rocked
farther
.
Like
a
swing
set
,
he
told
himself
.
Keep
the
rhythm
.
A
little
more
.
Langdon
rocked
the
shelf
,
extending
his
legs
farther
with
each
push
.
His
quadriceps
burned
now
,
and
he
blocked
the
pain
.
The
pendulum
was
in
motion
.
Three
more
pushes
,
he
urged
himself
.
It
only
took
two
.
There
was
an
instant
of
weightless
uncertainty
.
