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,
a
wave
of
nausea
hit
him
.
The
image
on
the
page
was
that
of
a
human
corpse
.
The
body
had
been
stripped
naked
,
and
its
head
had
been
twisted
,
facing
completely
backward
.
On
the
victim
’
s
chest
was
a
terrible
burn
.
The
man
had
been
branded
…
imprinted
with
a
single
word
.
It
was
a
word
Langdon
knew
well
.
Very
well
.
He
stared
at
the
ornate
lettering
in
disbelief
.
"
Illuminati
,
"
he
stammered
,
his
heart
pounding
.
It
can
’
t
be
…
In
slow
motion
,
afraid
of
what
he
was
about
to
witness
,
Langdon
rotated
the
fax
180
degrees
.
He
looked
at
the
word
upside
down
.
Instantly
,
the
breath
went
out
of
him
.
It
was
like
he
had
been
hit
by
a
truck
.
Barely
able
to
believe
his
eyes
,
he
rotated
the
fax
again
,
reading
the
brand
right
-
side
up
and
then
upside
down
.
"
Illuminati
,
"
he
whispered
.
Stunned
,
Langdon
collapsed
in
a
chair
.
He
sat
a
moment
in
utter
bewilderment
.
Gradually
,
his
eyes
were
drawn
to
the
blinking
red
light
on
his
fax
machine
.
Whoever
had
sent
this
fax
was
still
on
the
line
…
waiting
to
talk
.
Langdon
gazed
at
the
blinking
light
a
long
time
.
Then
,
trembling
,
he
picked
up
the
receiver
.
"
Do
I
have
your
attention
now
?
"
the
man
’
s
voice
said
when
Langdon
finally
answered
the
line
.
"
Yes
,
sir
,
you
damn
well
do
.
You
want
to
explain
yourself
?
"
