Ангелы и демоны

Chapter 120

           

           Hedashedonward,hislegsfindingstrengthinhisdutytoGodandman.Almostthere.Hewasinincrediblepain.Themindcanbringsomuchmorepainthanthebody.Stillhefelttired.Heknewhehadpreciouslittletime.

           "Iwillsaveyourchurch,Father.Iswearit."

           DespitetheBBClightsbehindhim,forwhichhewasgrateful,thecamerlegnocarriedhisoillamphigh.Iamabeaconinthedarkness.Iamthelight.Thelampsloshedasheran,andforaninstanthefearedtheflammableoilmightspillandburnhim.Hehadexperiencedenoughburnedfleshforoneevening.

           Asheapproachedthetopofthehill,hewasdrenchedinsweat,barelyabletobreathe.Butwhenheemergedoverthecrest,hefeltreborn.Hestaggeredontotheflatpieceofearthwherehehadstoodmanytimes.Herethepathended.Thenecropoliscametoanabrupthaltatawallofearth.Atinymarkerread:MausoleumS.

           LatombadiSanPietro.

           Beforehim,atwaistlevel,wasanopeninginthewall.Therewasnogildedplaquehere.Nofanfare.Justasimpleholeinthewall,beyondwhichlayasmallgrottoandameager,crumblingsarcophagus.Thecamerlegnogazedintotheholeandsmiledinexhaustion.Hecouldheartheotherscomingupthehillbehindhim.Hesetdownhisoillampandknelttopray.

           Thankyou,God.Itisalmostover.

           Outsideinthesquare,surroundedbyastoundedcardinals,CardinalMortatistaredupatthemediascreenandwatchedthedramaunfoldinthecryptbelow.Henolongerknewwhattobelieve.

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