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Langdon
knew
the
words
,
but
he
had
no
idea
why
the
camerlegno
could
possibly
be
shouting
them
.
The
camerlegno
turned
back
to
the
crowd
and
bellowed
again
into
the
night
.
"
Upon
this
rock
I
will
build
my
church
!
"
Then
he
raised
his
hands
to
the
sky
and
laughed
out
loud
.
"
Grazie
,
Dio
!
Grazie
!
"
The
man
had
clearly
gone
mad
The
world
watched
,
spellbound
.
The
culmination
,
however
,
was
something
no
one
expected
.
With
a
final
joyous
exultation
,
the
camerlegno
turned
and
dashed
back
into
St
.
Peter
’
s
Basilica
.
Eleven
-
forty
-
two
P
.
M
.
The
frenzied
convoy
that
plunged
back
into
the
basilica
to
retrieve
the
camerlegno
was
not
one
Langdon
had
ever
imagined
he
would
be
part
of
…
much
less
leading
.
But
he
had
been
closest
to
the
door
and
had
acted
on
instinct
.
He
’
ll
die
in
here
,
Langdon
thought
,
sprinting
over
the
threshold
into
the
darkened
void
.
"
Camerlegno
!
Stop
!
"
The
wall
of
blackness
that
hit
Langdon
was
absolute
.
His
pupils
were
contracted
from
the
glare
outside
,
and
his
field
of
vision
now
extended
no
farther
than
a
few
feet
before
his
face
.
He
skidded
to
a
stop
.
Somewhere
in
the
blackness
ahead
,
he
heard
the
camerlegno
’
s
cassock
rustle
as
the
priest
ran
blindly
into
the
abyss
.
