Chapter 96

           

           Likearecurringthemeinsomedemonicsymphony,thesuffocatingdarknesshadreturned.

           Nolight.Noair.Noexit.

           Langdonlaytrappedbeneaththeoverturnedsarcophagusandfelthismindcareeningdangerouslyclosetothebrink.Tryingtodrivehisthoughtsinanydirectionotherthanthecrushingspacearoundhim,Langdonurgedhismindtowardsomelogicalprocess…mathematics,music,anything.Buttherewasnoroomforcalmingthoughts.Ican’tmove!Ican’tbreathe!

           Thepinchedsleeveofhisjackethadthankfullycomefreewhenthecasketfell,leavingLangdonnowwithtwomobilearms.Evenso,ashepressedupwardontheceilingofhistinycell,hefounditimmovable.Oddly,hewishedhissleevewerestillcaught.Atleastitmightcreateacrackforsomeair.

           AsLangdonpushedagainsttheroofabove,hissleevefellbacktorevealthefaintglowofanoldfriend.Mickey.Thegreenishcartoonfaceseemedmockingnow.

           Langdonprobedtheblacknessforanyothersignoflight,butthecasketrimwasflushagainstthefloor.GoddamnItalianperfectionists,hecursed,nowimperiledbythesameartisticexcellencehetaughthisstudentstorevere…impeccableedges,faultlessparallels,andofcourse,useonlyofthemostseamlessandresilientCarraramarble.

           Precisioncanbesuffocating.

           "Liftthedamnthing,"hesaidaloud,pressingharderthroughthetangleofbones.Theboxshiftedslightly.Settinghisjaw,heheavedagain.Theboxfeltlikeaboulder,butthistimeitraisedaquarterofaninch.Afleetingglimmeroflightsurroundedhim,andthenthecasketthuddedbackdown.

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